THE sunflower blushed to own the nameless flower as her kin.
The sun rose and smiled on it, saying, “Are you well, my darling?”
This entry was posted on April 28, 2014 by My Refractions. It was filed under Uncategorized and was tagged with Bahrain, bright, Budaiya, farm, Flower, Fresh, sun, yellow.
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