The little prince’s rusty sprinkling can was empty. His planet suffered a terrible drought.
His rose was withered in the flower pot he had put her in.
Gazing at his dying rose, the little prince wept. Three or four of his sugary tears fell into the pot, watering the rose…
I was so impressed by the little prince’s romance with his rose that I kept thinking about it after I closed the book… One more part shall follow on Friday! Meanwhile, check Part One.
boy with a hat 
if roses had but sugared tears
their petals would then tend our fears
I think you are right. Like most of the time.
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She’ll be ok… 🙂
Let’s hope so. 🙂
How’s Spain?
Have you seen Barcelona yet?
Is it really the greatest city in the world, as I’ve heard?
How beautiful…thank you again for sharing it…:-)
What emoticon does 🙂 stand for?
I love these 50 word stories. Such an interesting challenge for the writer!
Sugary tears