in church
when you were
married.
They had large
yellow and black
wings
and they flitted
about the altar
like angels
watching over
you.
Butterflies are
ephemerids,
their lives lasting
only days.
So too are feelings,
even happiness or
being in
love.
I say a prayer
for both you:
let this promise
hold you together
through the days
to come
and all things
temporary.
Let butterflies
grace your constant
and hardy garden
through sunshine
and storms.
For Jong and Chai
(Oct. 17, 2009
Sanctuario de San Jose, Greenhills, Mandaluyong City)
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