Some said he was enamoured by my beauty.
Some others felt he loved my youth that was blossoming.
Some others warned that he was fascinated by my sensual smell.
He spent a lot of time with me.
I was sure that I had his complete care and attention....
Then, she entered into his life.
I felt she was the thorn in our relationship.
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| PHOTO PROMPT © Marie Gail Stratford |
They made me realize that for them I was the thorn!
Their hateful actions maligned my beautiful assets.
I metamorphosed into the zero-petals rose with hero-seeds of hope and fragrance.
I stopped being just a red rose...
Do you feel a rose without its petals is any good and deserves to be loved nevertheless? Do share in the comments below.
Linking this 100 words story with Friday Fictioneers
Nice analogy of a hard situation.
ReplyDeleteI'm not much of a gardener. If I can't eat it, I don't really care what happens to it.
ReplyDeleteDear Anita,
ReplyDeleteEverything's a matter of perspective isn't it. Nicely done.
Shalom,
Rochelle
You almost could have stopped with the last sentence before the picture!
ReplyDeleteDifferent, for sure--a rose being jealous of a girl. Nicely done.
ReplyDeleteThat's an interesting take on the prompt.
ReplyDeleteI think the thorns will still be there.
ReplyDeletea rose looks good in a plant .. Not in a VASE..
ReplyDeleteBikram's
Coming back after eternity and very glad!
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Interesting point of view.
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