These are some of the flowers in our house Heaven.
I keep watch over them.
I sniff them not for their scent but for their stories.
These flowers have great stories.
They came from different places
before they lived in Heaven.
In Heaven they came to know our scents too.
These flowers like my scent and I like theirs too.
They smell like they lived for a long time.
They bloom, fade and repeat the same for so long.
The flowers love my brother Sweepy too.
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So if you want to comment on my post, please leave it at Sweepy's blog.
And if you want to see and sniff flower stories go to TodaysFlowers.
