two lovely flowers

When I was younger, I saw two beautyful flowers... One is red and the other is white. They are so much different but much more alike. They were planted together in this garden called life. I saw the different weathers they had been through. The thunders and the storms they had to go through. I also saw how they dance with the wind, and play with the sunshine that sparks in their dreams. The white flower was like a child, hopefull, dreamer, so lively and lovely. But though she's fragile, her petals of faith and her stems of courage made her ever so blooming and charming. The other flower though, is wild and carefree. Thorns of strength made her the fighter she has become. I admired those two lovely flowers,.. they had grown in beauty and grace in this garden called life. But the red flower was being picked by a stranger,she's now gone... But the beauty she painted in each of our lives, will forever be treasured and remembered. Only Jah knows if he'll plant that flower again.. for the white flower to be with once again.