|The Flower (standard:other, 182 words)|
|Author: DonnaR||Added: Apr 02 2001||Views/Reads: 2504/1||Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)|
|One of lifes' lessons.|
Once there was a flower. It was an unusual flower, one of a kind. There had never been another like it before, It's bright red petals were silky soft. It grew straight and tall. The flower loved the sun. Each day she raised her face up to it. She would soak up its rays and bask in it's warmth. She hated rainy days. She hated not being able to see her lover the sun. She would curl upon herself, hiding her beautiful petals and sulk because the rain was falling. One day, when the sun was shining bright, she confessed to him her love. She begged him to never leave her. The sun was flattered, he never knew the beautiful flower loved him. He shone down upon her, granting her wish, day after day. The foolish flower soon withered and died. She never realized that the rain gave her life as much as the sun. All of us have to have sunshine and rain in our lives, or we also will wither and die. <BR> At times I am a foolish flower. Tweet
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