The Spring after my Dad passed, I was at the cemetery putting flowers on his grave. A Dragonfly landed on the flowers I just put out. I put my hand next to it and it jumped to my hand. I held it for a f
Obedient to all of life’s changes in flight. Modestly it shows us its outer beauty. Always gracious, mindful and full of delight. So whether what life gives you is good, bad, or sad, show others that inner beauty counts a.