A poem, tell me, did you know the ending?

Butterflies hold back loose wisps of her hair as cupped hands attract hummers who eagerly drink sweet nectar she tenderly proffers. Her smile ushers out the shy, hiding critters, her song's a soft breeze, trees dance in response. Doves lift up her skirts as her feet touch the ground. Eyes... show more Butterflies hold back
loose wisps of her hair
as cupped hands
attract hummers
who eagerly drink
sweet nectar she
tenderly proffers.
Her smile ushers out
the shy, hiding critters,
her song's a soft breeze,
trees dance in response.
Doves lift up her skirts
as her feet touch
the ground.
Eyes laugh
in pure joy at
the sight she beholds,
she always imagined
a place just like this
when heaven became
her new home.


(Kind friends have asked me to stop in now and again,
I figure a poem a month won't hurt! Thank you.)
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