Little Things

Mariposita

Summer

Slightly colder evening than usual

I sit on the stairs of my apartment complex outside.

I look over and see a monarch butterfly, gently flapping it's small wings around over my head.

I hold my index finger out, curious to see if it would land on it.

It gently landed on my finger, leaving me in awe for a couple seconds.

"Maybe life isn't too bad"

I momentarily felt true happiness.

But alas, happiness doesn't last forever.

The butterfly had begun to flap its wings and fly away.

I ran inside my apartment and told my mother of the event that had just occurred.

She stopped sweeping and looked at me with a soft smile and said

"Mi Mariposita."

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In case you aren't aware, Mariposita is my mom's way of saying "little butterfly" in a sort of cute way.

And i wrote this on my phone.