Monday, August 22, 2005


The last tiny yellow petal fluttered to the ground. Back and forth back and forth. How would it end? Now she knew. Her heart sank and she sighed. She looked sadly at the little pile of yellow she had created and thought, if only...

Undeterred, she reached out and picked another flower. She smiled as the first petal touched the gound. Maybe this time.

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