Butterfly Beth
So delicate, and yet
Your wings fluttered
To great effect.
Beautiful Beth
Your face serene
All peace and light
You showed what love means.
Baptised Beth
Washed in worship waves
Protesting when
The words got in the way.
Bereft of Beth
How can this be?
Broken no more, whole and perfect and pure.
But we break as we see you fly free.
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