Today I saw a butterfly,
as it floated in the air;
Its wings were spread in splendor,
Unaware that I was there.
It was such a thing of beauty,
It was a sight to see;
It was the perfect masterpiece,
Full of grace and majesty.
I found myself thinking,
to what can this compare?
And then, of course, I thought of you,
And I wished that you were there.
God sure was extra careful,
When He formed and fashioned you;
You too, became a masterpiece,
Yet God is still not through.
He’s daily making changes,
that other folks can’t see;
You’re already true perfection,
At least you are to me.
Excellent poem. Great writing and thoughts here. Powerful.
really,this poem touchs my heart!!!
Can you tell me who’s the author of this poem?
Please, I need to know who has written this poem as I´ve composed a music to it and want to released on my album……Thanks a lot for the answer!
Daniela