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A thought blended with feelings




Its quite a news that we got a preety yellow rose flower in our garden patch. I guess last time we had rose in our garden was when we brought them at our home. After that in so many years we didn't see any rose , we thought our land was cursed :) However, it was a lovely flower and I noticed it first. That day I was so happy. I welcomed the Rose and kissed him. And now when I saw it after few days I realised he was breathing his last breaths perhaps he was going to die soon. I bid him goodbye again kissing him .


I wish our lives would also have been short and sweet just like the flower's and butterflies' who spread their beauty, fragrance,and smiles all around, making their life worthy . And yeah they spread Love also, the core thing of whole universe and of my scraps also :)Wish you a lovely day!

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Mr Happy said…
wow , u r an amazing observer and gud interpreter as well, if u break ur life into small small parts and cherish the beautiful moments , i think one can make lief beautiful indeed :) gr8 thoughtful blog
@ngel ~ said…
thank you! I dont know if I am gud observer and interpreter but I think a lot about anything under this or outside this universe. :)
Take care!
Mr Happy said…
missing ur thoughts :)

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