Her pink roses from Daddy.
Cupcakes made by Mommy.
Tied to pink balloons.
And released to the skies
And a special delivery.
Of a Dozen Butterflies for us to release at the base of her tree.
Happy Birthday sung.
And a few butterflies came back to visit us.
You sure have a way of making me cry. What a beautiful celebration of a beautiful life.:) Happy Birthday, sweet girl. If only you knew how many lives you've touched. But maybe, angel...just maybe...you do. xoReplyDelete