To hear the flitter, flutter of a butterfly
Is a beautiful sound to hear
The beauty and awe in seeing one
Is especially a sight when near.
Sometimes when far and not able to close
We cannot seem to see
The way they dip and raise themselves
Showing how much they are totally free.
To help you see the beauty
Of their flitter, flutter, dip and raise
I give you this special birthday gift
To use for many beautiful days.
Alan Jackson 2006 - 2009
This background was made by Joyce's Graphics from the card Alan made for his daughter Christina in honor of her 12th birthday with the above poem written inside.)