I have met few people in my life who have made such an impression on me in such a short time--in life, and death. (Only two, now.) There was a sense tonight of Amy being gone, but still here with us--That she was free of her cage to fly where she may, but still lingering there in someone's laugh at an old picture, or the simple writing of a child on a paper butterfly. We never know how many lives we touch. We never know what good we do in this world. All we can do is love like there's no tomorrow, and live every day as if it were our last, savoring each moment that reminds us we are alive, and we can still do right by one another. If ever there was a person who lived life by those words, it was Amy Meyer. I only knew her a year.
The 'Good News'
a tribute to Amy Meyer
The walls were lined with butterflies,
of rainbow hughs,
with ribbon ties.
Made,
each one,
by a child's own hands,
a loving tribute,
as only little ones can.
She had asked for there to be those tiny things,
It was her request, I was told.
But, did she realize how many would be there,
to fly with her home?
I don't know the answer.
I cannot really say,
why a spirit so alive can be taken away,
or why the place they leave behind can be so open and sore,
when they were only an acquaintance to us,
for a year,
and no more.
What I can say is this,
and it is a lesson each must learn:
Life is a gift to be cherished daily,
for all,
held tight, but shared,
not flaunted,
and not earned.
Amy gave her love and time here freely,
to her students and friends.
And, of those there were many,
and so her life never ends.
And that is the 'good news,'
of a life lived so full,
although cut far too short,
for those who are left missing her soul.
Now Amy is soaring,
with butterfly's wings,
the limits of that crysalis
shed,
and her spirit truly sings.
And, that spirit lives on,
in each life that she touched,
and today I got that butterfly wing's push,
that I needed so much.
I saw five robins because I was looking,
fluffed and fat on my ride home.
I stopped and helped a stranger,
who had too far to walk alone.
I asked God for a rainbow,
and he sent one--
a kaleidoscope gossamer.
I never thought it would come when it did.
I never guessed it would come from her.
So even if Amy can't be with us here,
her heart can live on in us.
I thank God for that answered prayer,
for her peace,
her life,
and a new outlook.
