Showing posts with label The red rose felt too ashamed of its past words and behavior to ask for water from the cactus. Show all posts
Showing posts with label The red rose felt too ashamed of its past words and behavior to ask for water from the cactus. Show all posts
Thursday, August 13, 2009

Proudy Red Rose

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One beautiful spring day a red rose blossomed in a forest. Many kinds of trees and plants grew there. As the rose looked around, a pine tree...