Riding on the Wings of a Butterfly

A poem for RG
She ebbs and she flows and where she goes -
sometimes, well nobody knows
I love my little Reality Girl who makes her own World _ So very sweet
I asked God one time where she sometimes goes, and He just shrugged and smiled
I think He knows but He won't tell me for that would ruin the surprise!

I still stare through the breeze flowing through
her empty bedroom door
She won't come back though
This I know for sure, for you see outright
that she has never left me

That sweet sweet sweet RG!
Riding on Butterfly Wings! :D