While walking from work this afternoon, I found this paper butterfly in the middle of the sidewalk. Specifically, just one of its wings (I looked but didn't see the other half).
Love the black glitter lining the edge!
From the wrinkles, it appears to have been paper heavily glued to cardstock.
Though it was torn, trampled on, and discarded, it still managed to sparkle. A good philosophy for life.
I took the wing home as a tangible reminder that you can still shine even when incomplete.