RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Touching nature through musical memories,
watching my Granddaughter on the front
lawn as she happily waves her arms excitedly -
when she sees a butterfly flying around the
flowers she's planted with Daddy's help.
A beautiful sight - a precious moment in the
life of grandparents as they watch her
innocent awe in motion.
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