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Little Blossoms by Angela Sullivan
Lately I have been thinking that I miss writing those funny little stories that I used to post with each
painting soooooo.......
We started out on a bush in the sun. there we were one day just minding our own business when one by one we were gently removed from the mother bush. Not knowing our fate we all said our prayers of course. What else could we do? We were all tenderly placed in a basket and carried inside far beyond the reach of the suns warm rays. Afraid we shivered as one by one we were removed from the basket. Tender hands held us as each of us were made to feel like the only rose in the whole wide world. Lovingly we were placed in this cup but not just any cup. The cup was special also. It was held in the feeble hands of a grandmother. A grandmother who is now only a memory. As this granddaughter looks at us now she remembers and smiles and is oh so pleased. Happy we are just knowing that today we made someone smile. Today a day that started out like any other but this day is different this day ended in happiness.
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