Flower: How do you do mam? I am flower.
Butterfly: Fine, I replied. I am butterfly.
Flower: You don't remember me!
Butterfly: Not quite,
Flower: You flew across my path last spring.
Butterfly: I would have remembered this fragrance.
Flower: No, I wasn't doing so well the last time you were here.
Flower: You don't remember?
Butterfly: Should I?
Flower: Not so long ago you came into the garden and left me a special gift. You shared with me, it had came from a flower very far away.
Flower: Shortly after that I notice my stem began to grow. My petals begin to blossom very nice. And others commented on the uniqueness that my fragrance lingered in the air. Other flowers were amazed at what happened to me. I knew it was the gift you had placed deep within. Everyday since I have stood nice and tall in hopes that one day you would fly over and notice me again. I just wanted to say "Thank You" for not being to busy to help a flower like me to be the best it could be.
Don't take it lightly, do all the Lord has called you to. Someone needs the love poured into their flower so that they can bloom