ayame87

"early flower" Slowly, the flower lifts its yellow head to look up to the sky. To see the snowflakes gently fall, it gives it one last try. Slowly, a whiet blanket covers the eart. and nothing else is seen except a little yellow flower, a temporary machine. slowly, the yellow dissapears and nothing is left but white but the snow keeps on falling, right on through the night. Slowly, the sun is rising, the flower lifts up his eyes, but now he can see nothing... he drops his head and dies.