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.
Photo credit: Martin Koitmäe from here.
9 comments:
wow, someone's diversifying!
Is that a good thing? :)
Just brilliant!!!
Love it, thanks for the smile :)
Like that
Thanks guys :)
:)
Romance Raj :)
Likes ....Likes^UINT MAX
Thanks Nirmal :)
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.
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