Pearl, Our Butterfly

It was a strange spring, a spring of joy and
sorrow.
At school, Jacob was having the greatest time. His
class arranged a butterfly exhibition. The butterflies
everyone had made were placed on a window seat, and
the windowpanes were decorated with paper flowers.
Jacob had made a peacock butterfly, which had big
colorful spots on its wings. They looked like eyes.
“You can’t see with those eyes, but they are so pretty!”
Jacob told his friends all about the markings on the
wing. “The teacher has promised that I can take my
butterfly to my sister Pearl at the hospice. I can’t wait
to show it to her!”
Af ter the winter, nature awakened to new life, but
Jacob’s family was getting ready to say good-bye to
little Pearl. Mom or Dad went to the hospice every day
to be by her side.
On some days, Jacob went
along to visit Pearl with his
parents and Grandma.
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