The White Rose
A tiny seed falls from the sky, gliding smoothly through the clouds.
Finally, she lands on the peak of the highest mountain.
The landing was rough since the mountain was covered with snow.
She stays there, motionless for a moment.
The sun, seeing this, sends bright and warm rays over to her.
Suddenly, the seed blooms into a beautiful white rose, and looking at the land below, she smiles.
The sun keeps her warm during the day by hugging her with its rays.
At the end of the day, it is time for the sun to rest.
Before saying goodbye, the sun promises her that he will return every day to keep her warm.
Night falls, bringing a snowstorm.
It has no mercy on the beautiful rose.
All night, she shivers.
Finally, the daylight returns.
The sun searches for the rose and finds her buried under the snow.
Again, he sends rays of light and warmth to her.
The snow that covers the rose starts to melt.
But the rose is already dying.
She looks up at the sun and thanks him for his kindness.
The sun starts to cry, feeling hopeless.
The rose looks up to him with a smile and says, "Why do you cry? I had a good life.
I was given a home to live in that looked as white as the Heaven above.
I got to feel the breeze play with my petals, and I was given a wonderful friend, you, my beautiful sun.
I felt your love for me in the warmth of your rays.
You gave me light.
You gave me warmth.
You gave me love."
Then she closed her eyes... and she was gone.
In my story, you will find miracles, blessings, gratitude, friendship, and love.
My little white rose never complained but was always thankful for what she was given.
How I wish I were more like my white rose... maybe I can be. ♥
Written by Lori Novo
Photo by Lori Novo on AI
