Flowers are like feelings. And feelings like flowers sometimes don’t last forever. They give us a reason to smile. The beauty, the youthful demeanor, the vibrant colors, its softness to the touch; we adore every moment. When we no longer see the beauty in the nature we f something, it begins to decline; we take less notice of it. It becomes dry and brittle. What once got us so excited is now an opportunity to seek pleasure and beauty elsewhere. After a while the memory of it begins to fade. Awaiting the day to be able to see it again. When the season brings transformation and old things become new; another generation of life emerges. So feelings like flowers are constant and takes time to grow. As we seek to embrace the good and the bad, either way we figure out there is always something to hold on to.