forever we shall sleep

A butterfly that lives forever, is not at butterfly at all!

That says a great deal about mankind,

The eyes the windows to the soul.

In blood upon arrival a deal we all have signed

With our creator, hailing from above

He can call us at any time,

We are such stuff as dreams are made of

And can be cut down in our prime.

Although our lives have come and gone,

Our memories we can keep.

Nothing but blue skies from now on!

Forever we shall sleep!