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She fluttered down from the sky,
a very tattered and dying luna moth.
She had reached the end of her ephemeral life,
having laid her eggs somewhere in our yard.
The girls understood that she was soon to be gone.
We discussed - as much as you can "discuss" - what was happening,
how she was returning to become part of the Earth.
I encouraged them to be so very gentle with her,
to make her last moments as peaceful as possible.
They decided our newly planted faery garden would make the perfect resting spot.
They tucked her gently under the beautiful foliage of the coral bells.
They gave her a sprig of bright pink azalea.
The girls kept vigil until she died, which was about 15 minutes later.
It was not sad.....it was beautiful and peaceful.
That they have it in their hearts to show such tenderness
makes me grateful that I am witness to their lives.
~carrie~
