Tuesday, June 28, 2011

Story of Flower

It held its head high
Gentle wind caressed it
Sun light gave a gorgeous look
For any girl who walked across
Wanted to have it
Everyone stared at it
Everyone admired it
Yet none could think of acquiring it
None had the courage to touch it
For it was that beautiful
To see in the plant
It became evening
Sun went to hide in its den
Moon came up in the sky
White light showered up on it
The light rain droplets gave it a nice bath
For it became fresh again
Again in the mid of night
Alas! None was there to take care of it!

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