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Hmm... i feel like writing. (by PaulG7719)
As i was walking through a field, i noticed, off in the dirt and patchy dead grass, a single rose. it was faded and withering fast. I plucked it from its bed and rushed it home. "Dont worry, little flower, ill bring your vibrance and beauty back." I rummaged through my cupboards and found a glass, filled it with water and placed the rose inside. I sat at the table, waiting, watching. after a few hours of soaking in the water and the sunlight coming through the window, i noticed the beautiful white color of its petals starting to return. "ots ok, take all the time you need." I continued to sit and watch, hoping. The sun went down, and i still sat there. the rose had gained alot of its color back, and the petals had begun to regain thier shape. "just a little while longer, my friend." time passes and i doze off, right at the table, watching this flower.
i lift my head to find that morning had come, and i turn to look at the rose i had tried to save. "oh, no!" I gazed upon the flower, faded, withered and dead. "im sorry. i couldnt save you, little flower. im sorry." i lowered my head and a single tear fell, lining my cheek. i heard a voice from behind. "you sweet, caring man." I turned with surprise. there you were, gazing into my eyes. your face so beautiful, and a warm smile aimed at me. "you cared for that flower as if it were a friend, and you shed a tear for it." you brought your hands from behind your back, and presented to me a pure white rose. "the flower you tried to save is here. i give it to you so that you may love and protect it." i reached for the rose, confusion on my face. "its yours now, treasure it, keep it beautiful and vibrant, for it is not just a flower." you touched my face gently, leaned in and whispered to my ear. "for it is my heart you tried to save, and now, my heart belongs to you."
i lift my head to find that morning had come, and i turn to look at the rose i had tried to save. "oh, no!" I gazed upon the flower, faded, withered and dead. "im sorry. i couldnt save you, little flower. im sorry." i lowered my head and a single tear fell, lining my cheek. i heard a voice from behind. "you sweet, caring man." I turned with surprise. there you were, gazing into my eyes. your face so beautiful, and a warm smile aimed at me. "you cared for that flower as if it were a friend, and you shed a tear for it." you brought your hands from behind your back, and presented to me a pure white rose. "the flower you tried to save is here. i give it to you so that you may love and protect it." i reached for the rose, confusion on my face. "its yours now, treasure it, keep it beautiful and vibrant, for it is not just a flower." you touched my face gently, leaned in and whispered to my ear. "for it is my heart you tried to save, and now, my heart belongs to you."
Very nice. My heart swelled a size or two.
yah hu. says two. try mine! profiles pictures posts. your post What's the Hurry gave me the inspiration.
Last edited by Twoinchheels; 6-Nov-12 4:55 am.
@Twoinchheels: ill check that out! and im glad you found inspiration from my words :)
That was so sweet, maybe you should take up writing seriously....
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