The Last Rosebud
Date Submitted: 02/21/2002 09:43:32
The early morning air smelled clean and crisp as I stuck my head out the door. Breathing in deeply, I smiled, and turned to make my way to the coffeepot. I thought of the day ahead as the aromatic steam of the Jamaican blend tickled my senses.
Deep in thought about the day ahead, I decided to take an early morning stroll outside. I looked around surprised at the miracle Mother Nature had painted in
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flower was about over, just as the golds, reds and purples of the trees would soon be gone. It would be winter soon. It was time for Mother Nature to take her long nap. Soon it would be spring, time for rebirth, and time for the small bud to pay me another visit.
A lone tear slid unnoticed down my cheek as I turned toward the door. I shivered. Yes, it would be winter soon.
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