"... there was a butterfly with golden wings, captured one bright, summer day on the hills above Jerusalem, and a sky-blue egg from a bird's nest in the olive tree that stood to shade his mother's kitchen door. Yes, and two white ..."
From the book The Littlest Angel by Charles Tazewell.
I loved it when my Gram would read me that book when I was little.
It's a great story for any ages about appreciating the beauty in simple things here on earth.
