Only Her

 

As I walked in from putting out the garbage this morning, I couldn’t help but stop and behold.  The eastern sky was on fire with a combination of pink and purple embers, stretching brilliantly into the morning.  It was the kind of sunrise you would see on the beach if you were so lucky, it was a beautiful sight.

Later as I was standing in the kitchen our daughter let out a heavy sigh as she slumped her back and shoulders. 

It was the kind of body language a child gives when they aren’t getting something they want, when they are disappointed.

My wife and I asked our daughter what was wrong.

She said she was sad that the pink and purple in the sky was gone.

I quickly inspected her back, try as I might I couldn’t find her wings, but..

I swear she is an angel.

Who is that innocent, that beautiful?

Besides her mother, only her.