The Smiling Flower

The sun broke crimson red in the east at the crack of dawn. The old man sat in his easy chair out on the stoop as the sun rose bright and cheerful over the mountains out yonder over the further horizon. The garden was covered in the lush green growth of the new spring dawn. Fresh green grass all over the lawn. Fresh green leaves all over the trees. 'If only one Little shrub or bush would bloom and bring love and joy to my little garden this morning. Then it would be the start of a perfect day.' said the old man wistfully and sighed to himself in a lonely way. And surely, soon enough, the first little daisy out in the flower bed suddenly sprang forth and bloomed and blossomed in all of its glory. The whole garden bed of flowers quickly followed suit and blossomed forth one by one until the while bed of flowers were blooming and glowing in love and splendor for the whole wide world to see. 'Good day old man.' said the lovely little daisy. 'Good day my precious little flower.' replied the old man in return. It was indeed the perfect start to his lovely and splendid day ahead. One flower brings many in return on such a lovely and wonderful summer's day such as today. Seize the day old man, and love all eternally. The top of the morning to you. Love makes the world go round.