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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=483335" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Life History of The Little Flower</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The delicate petals fanned the tiny flower, <br>Waking fragrantly after the nudging shower, <br>Shyly it peeped around the beautiful bower, <br>Not realising its immense power of attraction.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Its quaint face and vibrant eyes, <br>Made onlookers feel grateful and wise.<br>Emotions, spirits and thoughts nobly rise, <br>In appreciation of the aesthetics of nature.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">It looked at the sun and the shadowy moon, <br>Not knowing it would miss them soon.<br>Life is so brief. It was getting to be noon.<br>But that did not dismay the flower at all.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">A bee saw it from the corner of its eye, <br>Skilfully it zoomed down closer to pry, <br>Lighting on the flower with spirits high, <br>It soon zoomed away with its fill of nectar.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">A butterfly as dainty as the flower, <br> Lighted on the masterpiece in the bower, <br>Soon it flitted away there being no bar, <br>To enjoy the pollen it carried with it.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The sun went down and a mild breeze blew, <br>A gust attracted by the flower covered with dew, <br>Wanted to be friends with such beauty true, <br>So it approached it with furious excitement.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Reaching the flower it stopped in awe, <br>Never having seen such excellence before <br>Impetuously let out a loud, exultant roar, <br>Encircling the flower to strengthen their bond.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The pearly flower did not know where to look, <br>The rush of wind its petals vigorously shook, <br>The blast was playing the game to the book.<br>Soon the fragile flower lay completely bare.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">As the petals floated away in all directions, <br>The naughty gust being ashamed of its actions, <br>Quickly rushed off. That was its heartless reaction, <br>To the demise of the ornament of the bower.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Renu+Beri">Renu Beri</a><div class=q>
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Waking fragrantly after the nudging shower, 
Shyly it peeped around the beautiful bower, 
Not realising its immense power of attraction.

Its quaint face and vibrant eyes, 
Made onlookers feel grateful ..."></div>
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