Dear butterfly,

 

How are you? It has been many years since we last spoke, time flys. I don’t know why but I have this permanent feeling of “I’mSorry” i have to say it. To you. I say I’m sorry to everyone, everytime I laugh, I try not. Now a reflex.

I miss you, to talk, to hear the air flow bend and break to your every whim. To hear you laugh againwould change my world. I hope you and the kids are happy, so free. I still dream.

Oh, butterfly a childhood dream. I have not forgot you and cant believe I actually caught you, almost. To let you go now. We will meet again some day. A dream is but a dream, Butterfly wings in a breeze, I can still hear you sing.

 

Sincerely yours,

 

Berto