🌸 Beautiful Flower — A Short Story 🌸
In a quiet garden hidden behind an old wooden gate, there bloomed a single, stunning flower unlike any other. It wasn't the biggest, nor the brightest—but there was something about it. Its petals were a mix of soft pink and golden yellow, like a sunrise caught in bloom.
Every morning, the sun would rise and gently kiss its petals. The dew would shimmer on its leaves like tiny diamonds. Birds would pause their songs to admire it. Even the wind, playful and wild, softened when it passed by.
But this flower… it had a secret.
No one knew that it could feel. And every time someone stopped to admire it, it blushed just a little deeper. It lived quietly, humbly, never asking for more. But deep inside, it dreamed of being picked by someone kind—someone who wouldn’t just love its beauty, but also its heart.
Then one day, a little girl walked into the garden. Her eyes were filled with wonder, but unlike the others, she didn’t reach out to pluck the flower. She sat beside it, whispered kind words, and smiled.
The flower bloomed brighter than ever.
It finally understood—being seen, truly seen, was more beautiful than being taken.
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