The Dancing Flowers

Dancing Flower

The sun shone, lighting up the garden stage.

All dressed up for the show, flowers in white, purple and pink.

The butterflies clap, flying across as the curtains fall apart.

The windy orchestra starts playing its tune.

One by one, the dancers came out.

In bright yellow dresses, dancing gracefully with the wind.

Those were the dancing yellow orchids, the dancing flowers.

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That was the magical sight in a little girl's eyes.

As she leaves for kindergarten each morning,

she plucks a dancing flower and gently tucks it on her pony tail.

She never stop believing in the yellow flowers that dance.

She grew up learning to dance and loving it.

Now, she is all grown up.

Dancing has been a part of her life

but the dancing flowers always reminds her why she first loved it.

The magical sight of a dance.

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Dramatic much, just for fun.

You see,

I actually believed that those were called dancing flowers until I am 17 now.

I just found out that it is just a type of yellow orchid.

Oh well.