Vibrant flowers bloomed in the garden, raising their petals to meet the warm gaze of the sun.
Among them was a lone rose, delicate and breathtakingly beautiful.
While the eyes of admirers turned to gaze at its vivid redness, she did not care.
She thought only of the kindly gardener who tended it in the distance.
When his gaze fell on her, her petals seemed to glow brighter.
His smile was the nourishment her soul craved.
Under his loving attention, she bloomed above all other flowers, a living work of art that found its purpose in pleasing a single viewer.
For him alone she strove to appear truly beautiful.
Postdata: Any resemblance to a woman is just coincidence