But just then, a beautiful butterfly fluttered his golden wings and gently flew by. “Wow,” said the spiders and the snails. “This butterfly is the most beautiful.”
Embarrassed by their response, the bee flew over to the butterfly. “I am the most beautiful of all the insects, not you,” he hollered.
“Does it matter,” replied the butterfly. “My golden wings will soon wither with time, and so will your appearance. No one will remember who was prettier or care.”
“What will matter to you and me is the quality of life we lived. And what will matter to the others is how we benefited them.
“Share the honey you make with others and to them you will become as beautiful as you ever hoped to be.“
With Love To All ~ Dick
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