The Queen of the Garden
By Bluelady
By Bluelady
Alone amongst her boring defenders, the Thorns, stands a royal rose in all of her glory. Peaking over the horizon is the rose's knight, Flaming Sun, who touches the rose with his glorious rays transforming the morning dew into a magnificent crown of jewels therefore the blazing jewels magically turn an ordinary rose into the Queen of the Garden. The jeweled rose, scented with the morning air, screams for her burly defenders to guard against any foul breathed beast, and requests for her maids, the Leaves, to feed her and cries to her servant, the Stem, to give her a drink of delicious water. As her knight shines in all his grandeur, the rose displays her exquisite dress, which she fondly entitled Petals, delicate, silken, and golden. The dress appears dazzling that the gentleman bees come over to admire the Queen of the Garden. Butterflies fly from all around to obtain a beauty snapshot of the newest fashion of the day since the rose remains and symbolize the Queen of the Garden. All too soon enters nightfall and the knight Flaming Sun becomes sleepy and whispers for his friend the mundane, mozzarella moon to reveal his shiny face, and the rose drifts asleep as the Queen of the Garden.
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