sweetest little parlor princess

Sarah’s mother kissed her forehead and whispered, “You have grown more beautiful today, my darling not because of your lovely dress, but because of the kindness in your heart.” Sarah snuggled into her bed, with Mr. Buttons tucked beneath her arm, and dreamed of gardens filled with roses, dancing butterflies, and a world where every lonely heart could find a friend. And from that day forward, the little parlor princess was remembered not for her ribbons or lace, but for the sweetest gift she ever possessed. A heart full of love. 💕