I went to school today, it was a Wednesday, and as usual I got my clothes dirty, well actually not me, …show more content…
It was starting to get colder as December approached, and by that time I had been so full of thoughts my plant thoughts were buried in the back of my head. But after going to work again I looked back at the garden and everything had withered but one plant, it was a rosy pink color and was in the back, it was my plant that I picked once so long ago. From there on forth I took care of the plant like it was my child but not needing to do much with the snow. Out of all the plants that where once there were not, but the beauty remained in the garden as the pink camelia’s prospered while the winter gloom was near the little sensitive plant was the last standing in the garden, that was once, an empty