The Dress

The Dress

Do you like my dress?” she asked of a passing stranger. “My mommy made it just for me.” She said with a tear in her eye. “Well, I think it’s very pretty, so tell me little one, why are you crying?” With a quiver in her voice, the little girl answered. “After Mommy made me this dress, she had to go away.” “Well, now,” said the lady, with a little girl like you waiting for her, I’m sure she’ll be right back.” “No ma’am, you don’t understand,” said the child through her tears, “my Daddy said that she’s up in heaven now with Grandfather.” Finally, the woman realized what the child meant, and why she was crying. Kneeling down she gently cradled the child in her arms and together they cried for the mommy that was gone. Then suddenly the little girl did something that the woman thought was a bit strange. She stopped crying, stepped back from the woman and began to sing. She sang so softly that it was almost a whisper. It was the sweetest sound the woman had ever heard, almost like the song of a very small bird. After the child stopped singing she explained to the lady, “My Mommy used to sing that song to me before she went away, and she made me

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