The Azul Sky in a Beautiful Butterfly

One day a little girl sat along a hillside rolling in the grass and gazing at the skies. She saw a flutter in the air through the corner of her eye. A butterfly floating her way, bright azul wings like the sky she gazed at. Now floating upon the wings of this fluttering butterfly. Closer and closer swarming around her. The young girl reached out. The butterfly just escaping her grasp. Again reaching out, then chasing, running, diving, sprinting after the beautiful butterfly. Across the fields, into the forest, across a river, over a hill chasing chasing chasing far from home, panting without breath... Finally the butterfly settled upon a log atop the hill. The little girls eyes glistened with excitement. Slowly she crept to the resting butterfly. Step by step dreaming of capturing such a wonderful sight. She leaped, her hands stretched and reaching and clasped her hands together. She felt a slight flutter tickling her palms. She caught it! It was her's! She ran home, the beat of the wings becoming slower with every step she took. She dropped it in a box. The beautiful azul butterfly lay there still, unmoving. Every morning the girl looked at her beautiful butterfly. But with everyday she noticed the colors fading. The wings now brown and grey disentergrating to dust....A tear fell from the little girl's sky azul eyes.