Sunday, August 24, 2014

What If

As the bright yellow butterfly flitted about in the summer sunshine, she noticed William, his shoulders slumped, his head down and a frown on his face.

She landed on a pink rose in front of William and asked, "How could you be so sad on such a beautiful day?"

"I'm upset," he replied. "The economy is weak and if things get worse, I could lose my job. And what happens if I get sick? Plus at 60 years of age, I'm not getting any younger. Death could be around the corner."

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