A GARDEN OF FLOWERS

atraversso:<br /> Come and explore my daydream with me.<br /> We are in a garden full of flowers.<br /> The birds are chirping.<br /> The leaves are rustling in the trees<br /> as a soft wind blows.<br /> A stone staircase looms before us.<br /> If we follow this staircase,<br /> where do you think it would take us?<br /> To another garden or to a quaint house?<br /> Let me close my eyes.<br /> I see another garden with peach trees.<br /> Beneath the shade of the trees,<br /> sits a lone bench surrounded by red roses.<br /> I sit down on the bench to enjoy the view.<br /> Achoo!<br /> I forgot it’s allergy season and I’m allergic to roses.<br /> If you don’t like this ending, you can imagine<br /> any ending you would like.<br /> That’s the beauty of your imagination.</p> <p>

atraversso:

Come and explore my daydream with me.

We are in a garden full of flowers.

The birds are chirping.

The leaves are rustling in the trees

as a soft wind blows.

A stone staircase looms before us.

If we follow this staircase,

where do you think it would take us?

To another garden or to a quaint house?

Let me close my eyes.

I see a secluded garden with peach trees.

Beneath the shade of the trees,

sits a lone bench surrounded by red roses.

I sit down on the bench to enjoy the view.

Achoo!

I forgot it’s allergy season and I’m allergic to roses.

If you don’t like this ending, you can imagine

any ending you would like.

That’s the beauty of your imagination.

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