Once there lived a girl. This particular girl had a name,
but no one seemed to know what it was. When she was small her father left her
to go to a far country. He would, he promised, come for her when it was the
right time. He left her to care for his vast flower garden. In this particular
garden bloomed a variety of flowers. There were daisies, lilies, roses, tulips,
and orchids of every color. The girl’s favorites were the orchids, but she
cared for and loved all of them. When her father left her in charge he told her
that at certain times he would need flowers sent to him. On such an occasion,
she must let them go without remorse or fear. When she came to him, he
promised, the flowers he took would be there with them.
He left on his journey, but the girl took great heart and
continued to care for the flowers. She loved each of them, for each had a name
and each thrived when she spoke their name. There was a particular flamboyant
tiger lily. He grew in great abundance, and filled the girl and the flowers
about him with great joy. His leaves were thick and green, his flowers brilliant.
The girl loved to sit and watch him grow and bloom. She would sit under the
stretching shade of his leaves and gaze into his fiery blossoms and take heart.
One day an order came from her father requesting the
presence of this tiger lily. With a heavy heart the girl watched as her
beautiful, fiery friend was taken from her. She did not protest, she did not
try to stop her father, but she silently ached with loss as she looked at the
bare earth where her friend once blossomed so beautifully. She longed for the
shade again, for his shining flowers that filled her with such joy and
laughter.
The girl waits for her father still. She waits, as he calls
his flowers home, for him to call her too. One day, she knows, he will call
her, and when he does she will go to him again. There will be much joy one that
day as she reunites with her father and with her flowers that she loved so
much. Until that day, she will wait patiently for him to bring her home.
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