Jayden was walking around her flower garden. It was a beautiful summer day.
“My garden doesn’t seem to be as pretty as it did last year,” said Jayden out-loud. “I am a little disappointed.”
“You are mistaken,” Jayden heard a voice say.
Jayden looked around. She didn’t see anyone.
“Who was that talking to me?” asked Jayden.
“It’s me,” said a butterfly, flying around Jayden’s face. ‘”I am a magical butterfly. I think your garden is the most beautiful garden I have seen.”
“Are you serious?” asked Jayden. “Last year I had more roses in my garden.”
“You have the same amount of roses,” said the butterfly. “However, you have many more daffodils this year. “The daffodils make a nice contrast against the roses.”
Jayden stood back and took a good look at her garden once again. The butterfly was right. It did look beautiful.
“You are magical,” said Jayden. “You made me see the beauty of the roses and the daffodils together.”
“Thank you,” said the butterfly. “Now, let’s enjoy your beautiful garden.”
“Yes,” said Jayden. “Let’s do that.”
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