Painted Words

Rose

I had wandered into a beautiful garden, flowers from all the vast parts of earth.
I saw a dazzling rose stick out in the middle of the garden, no other flowers as bewitching as this rose.
I picked it, and whispered to it I'll take care of you my beautiful rose and the beauty of the rose pleased me well...

BUT I WANTED MORE..
and that was foolish of me..
So I scourged the garden more and found a stunning cherry blossom, not as beautiful as the rose but still catching to the eye. So I picked it...
And as I picked it I got greedier, I wanted more so I looked further.
As I walked down the path I spotted a Passion flower, it looked odd but something about it was so captivating that I just had to pick it.

I kept walking and I kept picking, and as I grew this bouquet I started running out of space but I was too greedy to realize this. As my hand filled with flowers I began to lose a grip on all of them. The flowers all fell out of my hand and the only one that remained in my grasp was the rose that had been with me since the beginning, but it was crushed under all the other flowers, I crushed it with my greed and destroyed its beauty.

And as I stared at it with tears in me eyes, all I could say was.. I'm sorry my rose, I was supposed to protect you..