In the twilight I recall
My chosen precious things,
Treasures only for the heart,
Like the butterfly's light wings.

They alight upon my hand,
Give me reason for a smile,
And I beg them to be mine,
Just to stay a little while.

But then their fleeting beauty flies
Away into the sun,
And I watch them as they fade,
Until a new day has begun.

I would hold them, yet I know
They are only for a day,
Not possessions to be owned,
But a gift to give away.

Still I hold them in my heart,
These very precious things,
Just the way the sunlight holds
The butterfly's bright wings.

Music by Andy Klapwyk
Photo taken at the Jewel Box,
St. Louis, M0, by Dorothy Acton
Verse by Dorothy Acton
Butterflies by

(c) 2000

I Want To Fly!	Wait And Stay	Hymn To Beginnings
Sample This Day	And I'm Dancing	Follow The Wings
Celebrate!	Hey Look At Me!	Rainbow Friend
Song of Love	Stay By Your Side	Colors of My Life
Dream Again	Fly Away	See That Butterfly
Light My Way, Butterfly	These Precious Things	Acres of Butterflies!