Friday, September 11, 2009

the little flower

the little flower, with curiousity, peeked through the wood fence
to see the magical garden my mother showers everyday with love.
the flower looked around at all the colors, all the pretty shapes;
time stood still as she soaked in the sun. and her arrival
brought such a burst of happiness and stories that swayed with sunshine.

it's the simple moments in life that matter.

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