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Dear Heart:: A Letter to One I Adore:: Fragile Butterfly

Updated on September 21, 2010

A Dedication, For your Mom, and You

Where do I start...

My dearest friend,

It has been so long, but I gave you your space,

I wait on you, too far away to dry each tear.

In my mind I can almost see your face,

I can almost hear your voice in my ear.

I see the fragile butterfly, fluttering outside your window.

The flutter of wings rouses you from your reverie...

You remember her, that's as it should be.

The coffee is done, and you rise,

pour a cup,

Rake your hand through your hair,

soon the family is up...

You must walk and talk and joke your way

through the labor that is each day

without her.

You wonder that they do not feel the pain,

for surely it is a palpable thing.

If they were in pain, you would feel it,

have felt it,


If she were here she would place her hand on you,

all the pain would go away...

A single tear slides down your cheek,

she would have caught it on her fingertip

before it could fall all the way.

The Butterfly, fragile thing, beats its wings harder, outside your window.

You see it fly, but feel too weak to let it in.

Here they come, you hear their voices, how can they laugh?

A kiss on the cheek, does he taste the tear?

a tender squeeze that says "we're here"

They can't get it, can't understand,

the time to let go has long since passed

and still you want to feel her hand.

"It's back again" you hear him say,

"If you don't let it in, it'll go away" you cry.

"She needs you now" he says as he opens the window...

In she flies and flies around your head

you don't want to, but you laugh, want to cry instead,

While she flies up and around, then dips, as if she's writing on the air,

No matter how much you deny it, you smile

You know your mother's there.

Fragile butterfly...

Where do I end?

Each of us is a single soul who is wrapped up in the souls around us. When one of the souls in our cluster lets go, the others feel so empty and lost. We realize that we don't know where we begin, where we end, but wherever the other soul went, it took a piece of us with it. The space can never be filled. It's hollow. Each of us feels the loss in a different place, just as a cluster of grapes must know when one grape is plucked, but the empty space won't be felt in the same way by every grape... I know its hard to keep hanging with the cluster, when all you feel is the absence of one so precious to you.

I hope you'll come back to us soon.

Loving you,


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    Faye Constantino 6 years ago from Florida

    Thank you Vocal Coach, sorry I have been so long responding, I have been working out of town, sadly without internet access!

    Thank you Freya! Good to see you, and my friend did come back.

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    Freya Cesare 6 years ago from Borneo Island, Indonesia

    Beautiful indeed. Wish your friend will come back soon.

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    Audrey Hunt 6 years ago from Nashville Tn.

    So very touching and so beautifully written! Do you see what I see? The writer of this hub has a heart of gold, and a spirit made of love. How blessed I am to have found you~vocalcoach

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    Faye Constantino 7 years ago from Florida

    So glad you're back! Love you, see you soon! :)

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    Julianna 7 years ago from SomeWhere Out There

    Absolutely beautiful! Thank you for reading it to me and I also hung it on our wall. See you soon. :)

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    Faye Constantino 7 years ago from Florida

    Thanks my friend. I love you, see you soon!

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    the pink umbrella 7 years ago from the darkened forest deep within me.

    beautiful, faye

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    Faye Constantino 7 years ago from Florida

    Hi Maita, just missing a friend, she'll be back soon enough, I'm sure.

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    prettydarkhorse 7 years ago from US

    simply beautiful Faybe, How are you, Maita

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    Faye Constantino 7 years ago from Florida

    I'm glad you like it Paradise7, it's for a friend that I am seriously missing. All of us have lost or will one day lose someone so precious to us that it feels like we can't come back from that loss.

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    Paradise7 7 years ago from Upstate New York

    Really lovely, and so expressive. Thank you.

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    Faye Constantino 7 years ago from Florida

    Thanks Melissa, it's good to see you here! I love you too!

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    melissa79 7 years ago

    Faye you do touch people in the heart! I dont know how you seem to get the right words for the moment but you are turely an amazing writer!!! Thank you for the beautiful words you write I needed them as Im sure you need them today as well, I will always love you and your family and thank you for being a part of our lives for as long as you have!!!

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    Faye Constantino 7 years ago from Florida

    I'm so sorry for your loss, Breakfastpop! It's so hard losing your mother, but to lose her while you were pregnant must have been doubly hard, and then you were so young!

    I think there is something sacred about the mother/child bond that transcends the spiritual, and it makes our soul emptier when we lose her.

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    breakfastpop 7 years ago

    This poem touched my soul. I lost my mother when I was pregnant and 23 years old. I have had a hole in my heart ever since.