This is an intertwining plot. The gardener who provided the care...his care is negated. The beautiful flower....she blooms and seems to get off easy. She has not true affection for the gardener and his love for her was great, as it's alluded to that she was special to him. He was patient and kind....isn't that what love is? Who know's the gardener's true condidition? Has anyone asked or taken the time? And the hunter...he gets the prize....in the short term.
But life is long term and the thirst is for true love...not just love. Was the gardener worthy of love? Was the hunter worthy of his prize? Only time will tell. But what of the flower's true feelings....does she ever regret leaving behind the one who gave her tender care and asked nothing in return. One day a flower in his garden will grow near him instead of toward the sun and it's love for him will be because her love for him is unbreakable.

I have a story I think you'll like: "Out Of Sadness Hope Does Sometimes Spring"
You'll find it under "Morninglight"''s profile.

I understood your story very well. It has more meaning than I think you intended when you began it. Count the lines devoted to the gardener and then count the lines devoted to the hunter and you'll realize.

The flower never regrets when the hunter have it.The gardener,well..honestly the flower knows that he cared after when the flower is gone.I think this flower is a little bit selfish,sometimes no matter how lovely the garden full of flowers,you need to pick what you love most,or else somebody will pick it and you will never find again that kind.And about the hunter,he was a hunter most of his life and he gets nothing but cuts and wounds,the flower healed the wounds.Every flower needs a special care and this flower found that love and care in the hands of the hunter.
I think when love is in bloom it does not count how long,its the feelings that counts of how strong.
The flower now is blooming and never have a gloomy days.

I went to morninglight profile but the poem is deleted.Anyway,thank you for the comment,and for reading it.Thanks a lot.


























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Hi,
None of those deleted poems are deleted they're just written in invisible ink. If you hold and drag the cursor over them they will reveal.
Love is simple but love is also complicated!
I do wish you happiness. I should know that you can't tell anybody about love. They, would never listen. Right?

All you can do is pray that it is true and do your part.

By the way....why mention the gardener? He's the loser right?
I liked your story...don't get me wrong. I thought it was very nice.
The hunter is the clear winner? Things aren't always so clear in love, where hearts and emotions are invloved.

Well,as you said you can not tell anybody about love,love really plays in a mysterious way.
Actually,this was written on 2008,i forgot the exact date,I just reposted it.
In love no winner or loser,its a sacred feelings that people should treasure,thats how i feel.
And not everytime,you left the person because you don't care,its just sometimes..its the right thing to do.Don't get me wrong also,I love my man.I know I will love him till death.My hopes are he will do the same,and i feel he will.
I like your story.So far I like all what you have written here,thanks a lot for being my reader,its an honor for me as an amateur.