Once upon a time, two children planted a Lilac bush. Inch by inch the bush grew taller until it towered over the garden. In spring, the blossoms bowed, heavy with rain.

“Come play.”

Lost in time, the children crept behind a wall of heart shaped leaves and bloom, playing until contented from perfume. Hands shook the branches, feet crushed the errant petals.

“A path for the bees,” they said.

‘first love’
Anna G. Watson

~ educator, aspiring writer, simple design and style

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