

Death of a Flower My story....Death of a Flower by ~osagelady
A man, alone walking with sadness in his heart and the sound of gravel beneath his feet. He journeys down a path of dirt as he does everyday, but today is different. He sees flowers, millions of blooming flowers. They seem to be smiling, reaching up to the sun with their graceful green leaves as they sway back and forth to the sound of the gentle breeze. He stops. He sees one special flower. The flower appears to have a glow about it. A special glow. He is drawn to this flower and as he kneels down to look closer he feels the special glow of the flower surround him. He knows he must have this special flower. He gently digs