I witnessed a beautiful scene right outside the window today. Our little girl neighbor appeared to be running around a pot of flowers by our porch.
Looking closer, I realized she was chasing a butterfly. The amazing thing was that the butterfly could have flown away at any time, but did not.
It continued to lead her on a merry chase until she tired out and sat down. They appeared to just look at each other for a few moments before each returned to their own worlds.
Perhaps she will remember one day when she was young and carefree, and spent summer afternoons chasing butterflies.
And perhaps the butterfly went home and told his friends, “I met the sweetest human today. We played tag. I hope she will come and play again!”