Karson

Karson passed away. Sweet blue-eyed Karson.

He, like all SMA children do, fought courageously through SMA and lived and loved through the limitations it placed on his body. Despite those limitations, it never owned his spirit.

I have racked and racked my brain for an appropriate tribute for Karson. I keep coming back to Butterfly--I am not certain there is a better one. Strangely, and in ways I can't fully explain, I have found a lot of healing in the lyrics of this song. Though it is little and will neither take away the sorrow nor dull the pain (though with all my heart I wish I could), we offer this to the Riggs family, along with love and prayers and knowledge that where Karson is now there is no SMA.

Butterfly, by the Imagination Movers

Butterfly, won't you spread your wings,
Above the green grass and everything.
Got to fly.
Every color floating under the sun,
Paint a picture for everyone,
In the sky.

Butterfly won't you fly away,
A flash of color on a sunny day,
Friend of mine, won't you spread your wings and fly.
(Bye bye butterfly, hope he's never far away)

Butterfly floating in the breeze,
Across the flowers and over trees,
High and low.
Flitter out, putting on a show,
Fly away when I get too close.
Where'd you go?

Butterfly, time to fly away,
A flash of color on a sunny day,
Friend of mine, won't you spread your wings and fly.
(Bye bye butterfly, hope he's never far away)

Pretty little butterfly,
Painting pictures in the sky,
A flash of color overhead,
Purple, yellow, bronze and red.
Pretty little butterfly,
(Bye bye butterfly, hope he's never far away)
Hope you're never far away.
(Hope he's never far away)
Hope to see you in the sky.
(Hope he's never far away)
Flying on a sunny day,
(Hope he's never far away)
Butterfly.

Goodbye, Karson. Hope you're never far away.