Watching the beauty of the butterfly reaching toward the sky to glitter in the sun, is the hope we all have that the spirit is born anew after the death of the body.

Our lives are short, and to leave the earth before we have time to give all the love that we have to a child who’s life has been taken from us, only keeps us wondering, how does life go on. Tears for a child are bitter and sweet, because we know, we have not lost the soul that was so precious to us, only the body. And like the butterfly that emerges from a cocoon, our precious “souls” will be reborn to us, with no tears, in Heaven.

Tears in Heaven ~ Eric Clapton

Would you know my name, if I saw you in Heaven, would it be the same, if I saw you in Heaven, I must be strong, and carry on, cause I know I don’t belong Here in Heaven. Would you hold my hand , if I saw you in Heaven, would you Help me stand, if I saw you in Heaven. I find a way, through night and day, cause I know I just can’t stay Here in Heaven. Time can bring me down, time can bend me, time can break the Heart , have you begging please. Beyond the door, there’s peace I’m sure, and I know there will be no more, tears in Heaven.

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A "Butterfly Kiss" is the whisper of eyelashes against a cheek. When we feel the whisper of a breeze against our cheek we share the "Kiss of a soul" from the spirit of our loved one.

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