Ever wonder if the stars get lonely? They sit in the cold of darkness, all alone except for the few moments we look up and wonder at them. It might be like the flower in the field of flowers. Its whole life is spent so fast, and the one thing that can make its existance more fulfilling, is to have someone smile and take in its beauty. Are we really then so different than the flowers or the stars? We spend our lives only wishing that someone would simply look upon us with delight and smile. Our existance would be made that much greater by simply knowing that we were appreciated for simply being what we are. To me that is all of you, you are my rose buds, simply beautiful because I get to see not only what you are, but what you will become.
tabbi
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