The little girl and her pretty little flower.

A little girl saw a pretty little flower one day and stared at it until it got dark and she had to go home. The next day, she went back to the same place in the garden to look for it but the pretty flower was no where to be found. She looked in the front yard and the back yard. She looked amongst the roses and daffodils. She even looked in her father's tool shed but the pretty little flower was no where to be found.

The little girl asked her mother " Mummy, have you seen my pretty little flower? Its white with pretty little petals!" Her mother shook her head and went back to her washing.

The little girl then asked her father "Daddy, do you know where my pretty little flower is? I saw it just yesterday in the garden but now its gone!" Her father shrugged his shoulders, and went back to reading the newspapers.

When the little girl's brother came home from school, he saw her sitting on the steps, crying. "What happened?" he asked. So she told him about the pretty white flower that she had seen but has now gone missing. The little girl's brother gave her a pencil and some paper and said "Why don't you draw a picture of it and we can show it to everyone in town and ask them if they have seen your flower?"

So the little girl closed her eyes and tried her very best to remember what the flower looked like and began to draw. When she was finished, she proudly held up the picture for her brother to see. As he took a look, the little girl's brother burst out in laughter! "What were you doing when you saw the flower yesterday, little sister?" he asked. The little girl thought for a while, then replied, "I was lying down in the middle of the garden, looking up at the sky."

"You silly little girl," her brother said. "You were looking at clouds that looked like a flower! Too bad the wind would have blown yesterday's clouds away so you will never see your flower again." With that, the little girl's brother went into the house, leaving her on the steps by herself. She started crying bitterly because she thought she would never see the flower again and it was the most beautiful flower she had ever seen!

When the little girl's mother came out of the house and saw her looking so sad, she decided to make the little girl happy by putting the picture of the pretty little flower she had drawn on the door in the little girl's room. Alas, it only made the girl even sadder because every morning, until the day she grew old and died, when the little girl woke up and saw the picture of the flower, she would cry to herself, "Oh, how I wish I could see that beautiful flower again!"

Jasmeen

Jasmeen the has-been

How have you been?

You’ve traveled from so far

But what have you seen?

The sun in the sky

The moon in the lake

All the birds that fly

And that very big keg

Jasmeen the has-been

Do you truly know?

What it means to be have had

And still have nothing to show.