Once Upon a Bloom

The beauty the bloom was created for was altered with time. One day, the bud was admired and plucked from the rosebush happily only to be thrown away. The next bud was not appreciated and openly criticized. That bud died off the bush from broken heartedness. Yet the bush miraculously keep producing, though less healthy and less often as time went by.

One day the Gardener saw the rose bush in its pathetic state. It pruned the dead branches and most of its trunk. He gave it nutrients, water and sunlight at the right time. He spoke gently and kindly to show appreciation for the bush. The rose bush grew in time to have the most beautiful, glorious buds ever seen. The rose bush lived heartily, thankful that only One person that loved her was the One who could love her best.❤