Saturday, August 14, 2010

The Florist

"She loves me, she loves me not. She loves me, she loves me not. She loves me, she loves me not. She loves me, she loves me not. She loves me, she loves me not. She loves me, she loves me not. She loves me, she loves me not. She loves me. She loves me! Woohoo!"

The young man, barely out of his teens, hugged the florist.

"She loves me!"

He skipped off into the street, a happy tune on his lips.

The florist smiled, and sighed contentedly. It was moments like this that made counting and plucking the petals each morning worth it.


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Photo credit: Martin Koitmäe from here.


9 comments:

Nandini Vishwanath said...

wow, someone's diversifying!

AC said...

Is that a good thing? :)

raja said...

Just brilliant!!!

Jackie said...

Love it, thanks for the smile :)

FM Radio Streaming said...

Like that

AC said...

Thanks guys :)

Nirmal said...

:)
Romance Raj :)
Likes ....Likes^UINT MAX

AC said...

Thanks Nirmal :)

Dana - Bellevue flowers said...

Too cute. This would be a cute poem to send to your girl along with some daisies. One like the one in the pic, of course.