The Pink Dress
There was this little
girl sitting by herself in the park.
Everyone passed by her and never stopped to see
why she looked so sad.
Dressed in a worn pink dress, barefoot and
dirty,
the girl just sat and watched the people go by.
She never tried to speak.
She never said a word.
Many people passed by her,
but no one would stop.
The next day I decided to go back to the park in
curiosity
to see if the little girl would still be there.
Yes, she was there, right in the very spot where
she was
yesterday, and still with the same sad look in
her eyes.
Today I was to make my own move and walk over to
the little girl.
For as we all know, a park full of strange
people is not a place for young children to play
alone.
As I got closer I could see the back of the
little girl's dress.
It was grotesquely shaped.
I figured that was the reason people just passed
by
and made no effort to speak to her.
Deformities are a low blow to our society and,
heaven forbid if you make a step toward
assisting someone who is different.
As I got closer, the little girl lowered her
eyes slightly to avoid my intent stare
As I approached her, I could see the shape of
her back more clearly.
She was grotesquely shaped in a humped over
form.
I smiled to let her know it was OK; I was there
to help, to talk.
I sat down beside her and opened with a simple,
"Hello."
The little girl acted shocked, and stammered a
"hi";
after a long stare into my eyes.
I smiled and she shyly smiled back.
We talked until darkness fell and the park was
completely empty.
I asked the girl why she was so sad
The little girl looked at me with a sad face
said,
"Because, I'm different."
I immediately said, "That you are!"; and smiled.
The little girl acted even sadder and said, "I
know."
"Little girl," I said, "you remind me of an
angel, sweet and innocent."
She looked at me and smiled, then slowly she got
to her feet and said, "Really?"
"Yes, you're like a little Guardian Angel sent
to watch
over all people walking by."
She nodded her head yes, and smiled.
With that she opened the back of her pink dress
and allowed her wings to spread, then she said
"I am."
"I'm your Guardian Angel," with a twinkle in her
eye.
I was speechless -- sure I was seeing things.
She said, "For once you thought of someone other
than yourself. My job here is done".
I got to my feet and said, "Wait, why did no one
stop to help an angel?"
She looked at me, smiled, and said, "You're the
only one that could see me," and then she was
gone.
And with that, my life was changed dramatically
So, when you think you're all you have,
remember, your angel is always watching over
you.
Pass this to everyone that means anything at all
to you.
Make sure you send it back to the person who
sent it to you, to let them know you're glad
they care about you.
Like the story says, we all need someone...
And, every one of your friends is an Angel in
their own way.
The value of a friend is measured in the heart.
I hope your Guardian Angel watches over you
always.
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