Monday, November 12, 2007

150 Words: Butterflies

The wily breeze laughed through the flowers and the little creatures took to colorful wing. And the children, tickled by the wind and delighted by the colorful swarm, laughed and ran happily amongst the dancing butterflies.

The whimsical breeze ebbed and flowed playfully and the children and the butterflies ebbed and flowed as well…carefree and joy-filled on a bright blue afternoon in fields of tall grasses and bright wildflowers. The breeze and the children and the butterflies joined together in youthful abandon.

The warm breeze blew sure and the butterflies…the butterflies soared beyond the tiny fingers of the laughing children. The children watched as the breeze carried the butterflies off to find other children and other flowers and other places to dance….and they turned and ran laughing through the fields, carefree and joy-filled on a bright blue afternoon in fields of tall grasses and bright wildflowers, all the way home.

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