"butterfly angels in roberts tree
fluttering this way and that way
free as can be

i love you my sweet child
and i miss you today
but butterfly angels let me
know you're okay

sunsets and rainbows more vivid
since you've arrived on the scene
peace finds my heart and
i'm more quiet and serene

so fly on my life child
free as can be
and thank you sweetheart
for butterfly angels in your tree"

Butterflies were how I knew everything would be okay when Robert died. When we got our pomeranian puppy 4 weeks later - there was never a doubt of what her name would be -- Butterfly

I didnt tell you about Belle and her "eyes" (or did I ???) -- anyway - she's learning eyes, mouth, ears, etc etc and while we were driving in the car she was drawing on a piece of paper. She accidently poked a hole in the paper and sat there for a minute looking at it -- you could practically see her little mind working and then she poked another hole in the paper next to the other one -- looked at me and said "EYES"