Just living is not enough... one must have sunshine, freedom, and a little flower.
One cannot quite trust the word of potted flowers," thought the butterfly; "they have too much to do with men.
Every time a good child dies, an angel of God comes down to earth. He takes the child in his arms, spreads out his great white wings, and flies with it all over the places the child loved on earth. The angel plucks a large handful of flowers, and they carry it with them up to God, where the flowers bloom more brightly than they ever did on earth.
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