We are gifted with three precious flowers in our life time.
The first is our family.
Those who raised us and watched us grow up.
The second is our friends.
Individuals who stuck by our sides through the worst of times.
The last and most precious flower is that special someone.
That someone that completes us. Who brightens your day and your life.
These three flowers means the world to us all.
But like all flowers they too will wither.
But even when these flowers die, we are left with their memories.
The smells they left behind and our hearts they touched.
No matter what those flowers are still with us.
From a wift of a aroma. To the clinging of pollen to old clothes.
Those flowers are immortal in our very hearts.
Let us never forget that.
Epic Pyro Bunny · Mon Jan 09, 2012 @ 11:07am · 0 Comments |