Dylan Rose Heath Vecchiarelli-McCreary
2.06.2009
5.16.2009
Boston, MA
A butterfly lights beside us like a sunbeam,
and for a brief moment its glory and beauty belongs to the world.
But then it flies once again,
and though we wish it could have stayed,
we feel so lucky to have seen it.
I love you, sweet Dylan Rose, my tiny butterfly....
FOREVER IN OUR HEARTS
MOMMY & POPPY
