Saturday, August 8, 2009

Saturday SAved-The Best for last #7

Being her mom, I need to know what she feels. Then I can comfort and advice her every time she needs it. This is a teenage feeling and It would be better for them to experience this so they would be able to know how to deal with.

Another piece of my daughter.


My love's lost. It had gone astray, however, in the middle of the narrow path of unconditional affinity it found a cache where it should have belonged.

Crushes are sweet yet love bears satisfaction as well as egregious agony. In the midst of my journey for sweet admiration, I found the golden key to my once locked heart.

I found my daisy. My humorist daisy. The flower which bears nobility and beauty and grace. The flower who holds my fragile heart. The one where my nurtured self liveth. The golden daisy truly resembles him- the way he makes me crackle up is like how a daisy would give me smiles whenever it sways. The petals will likely be his divine appearance-it was his mild yet sweet face which definitely melts my interred bones. He was my flower prince- or so, I thought.

It was to my great surprise that this sweet, petite daisy turned into my gardens rose. A flower still of beauty, but agony and hauteur lies behind its every sharp thorns. Ever since, I told my flower prince how fond I am of him, he left me and for no reason, he turned himself into a thorn-filled blood-colored rose.

The rose! It's a precious flower and certainly, one of the sumptuous gift of God. He was of that now. He was a rose. All I can do is to watch him from afar and glance at his grinning face just how a little girl would stare at a rose which she can neither touch nor hold. I was that girl. I dare not lay a hand on that flower for it was delicate and I knew very well that those prickly little thorns would hurt me as much as he did. Yes.. all I can do is watch and smile wondering when my rose would transform back into the daisy I had once loved before.





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6 comments:

Bill said....

That is very nice where did you get it? Did you write that yourself?

Secondary Roads said....

Poignantly beautiful. Most excellent.
-- Chuck

Windmill said....

Oh my my!

Another beautifully written essay on such a personally sensitive matter.

You're not alone; you'll never be. Chin up and
know that you'll come away stronger. You must.

Thanks for sharing your Saturday Saved with us.

Star-chuu said....

@Bill
Hi Bill, that's my daughter's write-ups when she admired one of her classmate inside their class.

Star-chuu said....

@Secondary Road
Hello Chucks, thanks for the compliment. Anyway, this is my daughter's writing.

Star-chuu said....

@Windmill
Hi Windy, I am glad that I am part of you're Saturday Save-The Best for Last as I can feature some of my daughter's writing. Thanks for this privilege Windy, God bless always.

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