Daft

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A pretty Daffodil looks out from the edge of the still barren, forest landscape.
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"I could see you here, from my window up there, little flower, although I couldn't tell what you were. Until I just walked by, I thought the bright yellow I saw out here could be another piece of plastic garbage to pick up! I'm surprised at your beauty, and your location."
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"I don't know how I came to grow here. The Sun warms me by day, and the frost keeps me cold all night. One day I opened up my bud, and found myself in this empty place full of bare sticks and dead leaves! I'm so lonely by myself here..."
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"One of the nearby neighbors probably put your sleeping bulb out here when they cleaned their yard or spent flower pots last fall. They didn't realize or care about your regenerative properties, n that you weren't dead after your blossom was spent."
"Last May I found a purple Tulip nearby. You're not the first misplaced orphan I've found out here."
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"All year I wait for this one time to welcome in the new warm season, and now I'm not even part of anyone's garden display!"
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"Don't worry, many people will walk by here with their pets or children and will see you. I'll come by to check on you again. After your blossom is done for the season, I'll dig up your bulb and put you in my front garden across the road over there."
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"Are their more flowers like me there?
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"Not yet. Maybe the pollen from light-yellow ones in a garden right down the hill will make it up here, and you'll multiply. Ferns, lilies, and little evergreens are there who could certainly use your color."

"Anything other than brown, dead leaves would be greatly appreciated, thank you!"
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"I'm sorry you had to suffer being dumped here like this. You deserve a gardener who understands your purpose, and won't abandon you in your off-season. I'm glad I took the time to find you."
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"Thanks for cleaning up this mess, and taking the time to admire me."
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"Not a problem, I enjoy nature's gifts. Often I like plants even better than humans, because some people ruin the woods with their garbage, or kill plants without even caring that they are alive, were made by Earth's Creator, and are here for a purpose, too."
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"Oh look, here comes a lady with a baby stroller."
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Well, I'll see you later, and probably next year in the real garden. Thanks for calling yourself to my attention."
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"You're welcome. thanks for understanding, and for the company."

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A lone, tall, yellow bell of petals proudly survives another spring in her bed of shed forest leaves.