A tiny seed was plant,

Then given such tender attention.




Weeds pulled…

and even pruned.

And soon the bud was opened.


And for a fleeting moment,

its beauty, fragrance, and all it had to offer,

held it master’s affection.

But as time passed,

for reasons unknown,

the master begin to neglect this thing of beauty

that could bring  such delight.

As days turned into months,

and months into years, its head began to droop.

Its color began to fade away.

Its petals began to drop one by one.

Would there be any one who would be willing to bring life back to this object of great beauty…

or would it be forever gone?

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