It’s wonderful

In the twilight of the evening
as I look in to your eyes,
I can see that love is burning
like the shining northern star

As I hold you in my arms
I can feel your trembling heart,
reaching deep inside me
helping me to love again.

It’s wonderful, holding you so close to me,
so beautiful, for all eternity.

My life with you I know that know is born again,
united still through all adversity.

If I’m with you I will be forever young,
though once was weak, I will be for ever strong.
Now I know, now I know where I belong
in an ever lasting lover’s song.

It’s wonderful, so wonderful

It’s wonderful holding you so close to me
so beautiful for all eternity.

It’s wonderful

Butterfly Laughter

By Mihran Kalaydjian, CHA

Consultant, Strategist, and Writer

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Butterfly Laughter

In the middle of our porridge plates
There was a blue butterfly painted
And each morning we tried who should reach the
butterfly first.
Then the Grandmother said:  “Do not eat the poor

butterfly.”
That made us laugh.
Always she said it and always it started us laughing.
It seemed such a sweet little joke.
I was certain that one fine morning
The butterfly would fly out of our plates,
Laughing the teeniest laugh in the world,
And perch on the Grandmother’s lap.