

Nature Poem On the mourning of a hot June day two flowers stood in the ground, parched from theNature Poem by ~H123G
heat. They would die out if they did not receive a liquid of any kind soon. But near
there was but a single drop left on the stem of leaf in a far up tree. It would fall soon.
And one flower would receive it. The drop had fallen and landed in one of the flowers,
with the liquid that flower would live, while the other would probably wither away and
perish. But the other flower had bent over from the weight of the liquid, and the drop
flowed from that flower to the other. As if the original holder had passed it on to its
other to save it. Soon the flower