Butterfly Kisses
Butterfly Kisses, poem written by Tammy Brown 12/30/2025
Steady drops of rain fell every day of the weekend.
The kind of rain that makes me feel like staying in.
My head spins with thoughts about how life can be;
Thoughts of things past, good and bad, and currently.
As I walked out to sit on the swing to watch it rain,
Everything in my head matched a mood like pain.
On that porch swing I laid across, a small blanket on,
Read a book, I thought, get my mind off you being gone.
Closing my eyes for a minute, listening to the rain,
Trying hard to swallow down the heartachingly pain.
Then a light touch on my hand, eyes opened to see,
There was a beautiful butterfly there swaying it’s wings.
I didn’t move, it felt like you were thinking of me too;
As if to say, here’s my touch and, so much, I love you.
The rain had stopped and the sun was shining bright;
The butterfly flew around my head, then into sky.
I could feel you there, even if for just a little bit;
I love you and miss you, my sister, my best friend.
The porch swing was fitting for thoughts with the rain;
The sunshine bright and butterfly kisses, eased the pain.



That feels so real, and I too feel the same. While I try my best to listen to myself, somehow I find myself drifting away as if my soul got tired of my mortal play. I loved this piece, and your poem is great!
The rain really said “set the scene,” and then the butterfly stole the whole poem.
Showing up like a tiny messenger with excellent timing.
I love how the pain doesn’t disappear~ it just gets company for a minute.
Porch swing magic. Wings optional.