And to all her dear friends on here, of course.;-)Amy Jade ~
The bird has gone.
The butterfly stayed ~
The world is not enough,
much too rough, for an untamed soul,
a child of love, an innocent maid ~
And yet the wonder remains ~
Songs become colours,
memories take all shades,
as wings from a rainbow,
when in the heart it rains ~
The sun breaking through,
as though the world is new,
and we get enlightened too
that nothing is ever in vain ~
Everything just moves
to and from another plain.
These words are to Amy Jade,
and they are from me,
as Amy Jade was to me,
and forever will be.
Winged, blessed be.
Edited by Winehousedrunk, 14 September 2011 - 03:39 PM.