I have been thinking
all day
about a bright-as-sunshine
baby girl named Brady.
She left this world
much too soon
and all too suddenly,
two years ago today.
I only know Brady
through the stories
her mama tells me,
from the precious pictures
of her rosy cheeks
and knowing eyes,
and on days like this when
butterflies flutter by in droves,
whispering her name,
and the sun shines bright enough
to paint a silver lining on each cloud.
Her life reminds us all
to love a little deeper,
to hug a little tighter,
to look a little closer
at the gifts in every day.
