La danza de la Mariposa

I remember her so vividly. The purr, the wonder, the affection; our little kitty shared many years of wonderful adventures. In our minds, our little angel still dances in the gentle wind. Transformed into a Mariposa, her spirit rejoices.

“She remembers when she first got her wings And how she opened up that day she learned to sing Then the colors came, erased the black and white And her whole world changed when she realized She’s a butterfly, pretty as the crimson sky Nothing’s ever gonna bring her down And everywhere she goes Everybody knows she’s so glad to be alive She’s a butterfly Like the purest light in a darkened world So much hope inside such a lovely girl You should see her fly, it’s almost magical It makes you want to cry, she’s so beautiful God bless the butterfly, give her the strength to fly Never let her wings touch the ground God bless the butterfly, give her strength to fly Never let her wings touch the ground.”

— Kenny Alphin / John D. N Rich Martina McBride – She’s a Butterfly