“Little suns!” Annie clapped her pudgy hands.
“Look! Daddy’s favorites!” She ran to her mother sitting on a blanket who quickly brushed tears away.
“What are …? Ohhh, I know…” She ruffled Annie’s hair.
“I picked these for him. Remember?”
Mommy smiled. “He said dandelions are drops of sunshine reminding us to smile.”
Annie pointed. “Look! So many. Everyone’ll smile. Can we give these to Daddy?” she asked anxiously.
Mommy patted the stone gently as she stood. “Yes, how beautiful! He’ll love them.”
Walking away, she glanced behind. On the headstone of the young soldier was their latest gift - dandelion bouquet.
“Look! Daddy’s favorites!” She ran to her mother sitting on a blanket who quickly brushed tears away.
“What are …? Ohhh, I know…” She ruffled Annie’s hair.
“I picked these for him. Remember?”
Mommy smiled. “He said dandelions are drops of sunshine reminding us to smile.”
Annie pointed. “Look! So many. Everyone’ll smile. Can we give these to Daddy?” she asked anxiously.
Mommy patted the stone gently as she stood. “Yes, how beautiful! He’ll love them.”
Walking away, she glanced behind. On the headstone of the young soldier was their latest gift - dandelion bouquet.
