Sunrises and Butterflies
As they walked together, missing her, the daughter asked the dad
“How can the sunrise be so beautiful when I’m feeling so sad?”
How can I find beauty anywhere…in the trees, the birds…the butterflies
when everything is blurry…when tears fill up my eyes?”
“when my world has lost its color…when everything is grey…
when nothing that I see or hear makes my sadness go away?
“This sadness we are feeling,” Dad said…
there is no remedy…
no cure
but the trees, the birds, the butterflies and the sunrise
make it easier to endure.”
We cannot stop sadness from reaching into our lives…
but eventually we learn
If we have love, sunrises and butterflies
our happiness returns.
Her dad is no longer with her
and when she feels sad she smiles as she closes her eyes …
and she thinks of walking with him in the morning…
of sunrises
and butterflies.
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