Two Flowers

Can two flowers fall in love you ask… when a heart they haven’t got? But in love…if anything is possible… I have to ask…why not? Two flowers on opposite sides of a road…only a short distance away a red rose and a white and yellow daisy…fell in love one day. But they were separated by the road…where trucks drive by…and cars destined never to be together….to love another from afar. They both knew they were different…not birds of the same feather… but that didn’t stop them from dreaming…how they might be together. One day a little girl and her mom came walking the sun was shining the sky was blue “These flowers are so beautiful.” the little girl said… “Mommy, may I pick a few?” “These flowers are meant for everyone.” Mom said, “not just for me and you. but since summer’s almost over… go ahead you may pick two.” All the flowers stood up proud and tall…for flowers understand the best place to end the summer is in a young girls hands. I pick this one, the little girl said and she brought the daisy to her nose… then crossing to the other side leaned down…and picked the rose. Can two flowers fall in love you ask… when a heart they haven’t got? As they cuddled together in that little girls hands I have to ask… Why not?