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looking and waiting

looking and waiting

By Dhe VenuzPublished 2 months ago 1 min read
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Once upon a time, in a small town tucked away between rolling hills and whispering trees, there lived a young girl named Lily. Now, Lily wasn't your typical girl. She had a knack for noticing things that others often overlooked. Whether it was a butterfly flitting by or a dewdrop clinging to a blade of grass, Lily had a way of seeing the beauty in the ordinary.

One sunny afternoon, as Lily strolled through the town square, she noticed something peculiar. An old man sat on a bench, his eyes fixed on the sky. Curious, Lily approached him.

"Hey there, what are you looking at?" she asked, settling down beside him.

The old man smiled kindly. "I'm not just looking, my dear. I'm waiting."

"Waiting? For what?" Lily inquired, intrigued.

"For the birds," he replied, pointing to a flock of sparrows circling above. "Every day, at this exact time, they gather here before flying south for the winter. It's a sight to behold."

Lily followed his gaze, watching as the birds danced in the golden light. She had never realized just how mesmerizing something as simple as birds could be.

As they sat together, Lily learned that the old man had spent his entire life in the town, observing the world around him with patient eyes. He told her stories of the changing seasons, of love found and lost, and of moments that took his breath away.

As the sun dipped below the horizon, painting the sky in hues of pink and orange, Lily felt a sense of peace wash over her. In a world that seemed to move at lightning speed, there was something beautiful about taking the time to look and wait.

From that day on, Lily made it a habit to slow down and notice the little things. She watched the clouds drift by, listened to the laughter of children playing in the park, and marveled at the way flowers bloomed in the spring.

And though she didn't always have the answers to life's big questions, Lily found solace in the simple act of looking and waiting. For sometimes, the most beautiful moments are the ones that unfold when we least expect them.

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  • Alex H Mittelman 2 months ago

    Fantastic story! Well written!

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