Nothing But Foolish

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Sometimes the things we think are nothing but foolish.

Submitted: October 20, 2011

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A daisy was blooming in a field,
All by itself in the sun,
Until it was plucked from the earth by a little girl.
She starts pulling the petals off -
"He loves me, he loves me not."
"You're foolish for saying such things." says the wise old tree.
"What do you know? You're just a tree."
And with that, she wandered off.
A butterfly was floating by,
On it's way to a flower,
Until the girl caught it in her hands.
She opened her hands to see the butterfly.
"Some day, I think I'll meet the boy of my dreams."
"You're foolish for thinking such things." says the butterfly.
"What do you know? You're just a butterfly."
And with that, she let the butterfly go, and she wandered off.
A stream was flowing down the field,
To nowhere in particular,
Until the girl interrupted its peacefulness by playing in the water.
"Some day that boy will put a ring on my finger."
"You're foolish for saying such things." says the stream.
"What do you know? You're just a stream."
And with that, she wandered off.
There was nothing in the field,
But peace and quiet,
Until the girl interrupted it.
She sat in the middle of the field, and began thinking out loud -
"I am nothing but foolish."


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