An angel kissed the dew from the Lilly of the valley in the garden,the dew dropped to the ground and " LILLY " was found by the mistress of the home. She asked ...Wherever did you come from little one, are you lost, haven't you a home? The little one remained quiet....no words were spoken,but within her breast...she felt a warmth as the mistress took her in her hands and caressed her tiny face. I shall take you into my cottage and we shall have tea! Tomorrow ,I will inquire as to if there be a little one lost among the village. Lilly knew in her heart she wasn't a little one lost,but to the contra , she was most definitely the happiest of the little ones found! The heavens rejoiced, as the angels watched from on high, for the fate of the fallen dew...shall not be forgotten too soon. The End
I wrote and shared this short story on a give away post here at Little Jenny Wren ....I thought I would share it with you all as well. I think it a sweet story, if I don't say so myself, not to boast or anything... though :) I hope you enjoyed reading it......blessings
