Tuesday, January 14, 2014


She was our little butterfly
bringing sunshine and joy, 
on even the cloudy days.
Had we only known, 
how fleeting the time,
so delicate in the storm that took her away.

Where do butterflies go in the winter,
when life in this meadow adjourns?
My heart doesn't know,
but yearns for that glow,
of Springtime and our butterfly's return.


Unknown said...

Beautiful, Jamey. :) ::hugs::

Jamey Christoph said...

Thanks Dan. Give your Mama a call tonight. : )

Pat Lindgren said...

so Beautiful and so sad yet so hopeful
thanks Jamey!

Jamey Christoph said...

Thank you Pat, I have a whole new appreciation for butterflies these days. With my sis and I, it's almost spiritual.