A soft, sweet summer breeze sweeps over the

Path, as her shimmering golden locks fly behind her while she

Runs after a little brown puppy. With her bright and

Exquisite sundress blowing in the wind and her dainty little baby

Toes padding on the cold, hard packed earth, not even noticing how hard and cold it is, and only seeing

The true beauty around her. She

Yields long enough to smell an auspicious, boastful flower, when a bright, red, luminescent berry

Growing on a vine catches her eye. She plucks

It off the vine and bites down as red juice covers her tiny chin. She is like a

Rose. A rose that represents

Life, so delicate and beautiful