Rainbows, Butterflies and Flowers
Isn't it funny how sometimes you search for something, you have no idea what it is until you find it. All of your existence, the essence of you changes, life makes sense and you wonder how you ever lived through each day without that special soul in your universe. Yesterday, whilst reading on my favourite brown sofa, C - scribe junior, strolls by and throws his arms around my neck from behind in a great big little bear hug. He then proceeded to poke one of his fingers in my eye. Lovingly of course.
Me: What are you doing?
C: I want to feel your eyeflashes.
Me: My eye flashes?
C: Yes. I want to see what they feel like.
Me: Oh. I put my book aside and hold still. And, what do they feel like?
C: They feel like rainbows, butterflies and flowers.
Five years ago tomorrow,
An angel came into my life,
I didn't know his name,
Or how long he would stay.
My soul stopped searching,
That day that you were born.
I watched you quietly sleeping,
And though tears filled my eyes,
My heart began to hum.
Your laughter is my joy,
Your pain, my sorrow,
I wonder at the love I feel,
It's Infinity x Infinity
|C's i-doodle rainbow|
** Happy Birthday C! XOXO **
When was the last time you dreamt about butterflies and rainbows?
Photocredits Scribe Jnr.