Its been nearly a year since you been gone! By Westly Alexander Shaw Written for John Barber's Family Its been nearly a year since you been gone, when I came across two butterflies. Butterfly, Butterfly, I remember the day we first met. It was the first day of spring. Drifting in the air was a fragrant sweeter than any perfume ever made. It was coming from the velvet snow colored petals that floated to the ground as if they were tiny feathers in the gently breeze. I had closed my eyes tight to feel the kiss and warmth of the sun, which gave me as much comfort as the blanket I had when I was a child. When I opened my eyes. I thought I was seeing double. You appeared as if by magic and were taking turns playing a child's game of follow the leader. Oh what a beautiful sight, two sun colored butterflies, with edges all trim in black that reminded me of lace. Each as fragile as glass, and as graceful as a ballerina, I had once enjoyed seeing in the Nutcrackers Ballet. Flying so wild and free, as I listen to the humming of your wings, as if tiny motors in a plane. I knew just what you were, the souls of loves ones gone before me, who was sent from God above. To remind me I was never alone. Butterfly , Butterfly, I remember the day we first met. You were a blessing then, and more so today. A priceless treasure from the Higher Power above. This is what I thought when two butterflies landed one each on each side of my shoulders! God sent us to earth for a season, and then takes us back. However, death cannot kill love and human hands cannot bury it.