Flowers

IMG_4795Flowers
The flowers bloomed this morning. They had not a care in the world. They stayed to themselves mostly. Their petals were pink and purple and the slightest rub would injure them. They would sing every morning and tell the world about how they were. The bees and butterflies would flock to them day after day. One day the petals fell and the flower slowly withered away. Nonetheless, the ground knew another season would bring another set of blooming flowers that would dance the night away.

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