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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required We are all flowers…our seed planted long ago… inside our mother’s womb…where we begin to grow. Until we grow so big and long and round… It’s time to leave the womb…to be planted on the ground. Where, now a whole world to explore, all that extra room with our parents love we continue to grow…until the day we bloom. Then one day (with flowers this usually comes as a complete surprise) one flower meets another flower…and their colors synthesize. Their stems and leaves and petals tingle…their flower hearts begin to soar… and each flower feels a little more beautiful then they ever felt before. Knowing their flower love is forever…they can’t help but dance and sing… It’s as if time is suspended…and they’re in a constant state of Spring. They hope to spend the rest of their flower lives together… their love to the all the other flowers is well-known. Why, they even create new flowers…a little garden of their own. But such is the nature of flowers…though they’d love for their life to extend they are fragile little creatures who never know when their days of Spring will end. ?When one flower’s time is up…the flower left behind stands by and remembering their times together…will smile, laugh…and cry. And for a while that remaining flower is as lost as any flower can be… knowing the flower they were meant to spend their life with… is now a treasured memory. Moved to a garden in their heart…where other flower memories grow… to be bathed by showers of their tears …and nourished by their laughter’s glow. And for that remaining flower…not a day will pass… when they don’t tell all the other flowers in the world…. to please enjoy life while it lasts. For they know even if it only lasts a little while… from the depths of the deepest ocean…to the land…and to the moon and stars above… Nothing is as precious or as cherished…or as beautiful… as a little flower love.
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