The river ran in spate and dumbed the debris on the banks and the soil wrinkled it's nose in distaste and the plant ☘️ felt miserable for its buds have fallen before they could bloom!

The river receded to allow the soil to drench in the sun 🌞 shine and the plant felt rejoiceful as it found fresh buds growing to bloom as beautiful flowers near soon!

Life is like this plant, which is sooner to see good days to dawn!