I love my ugly Flowers

Today I was blog hopping. I came across some lovely ones. Entering those blogs I found myself in a beautiful garden with nice green trees, lovely red flowers and pleasant songs of birds. I went to smell every flower and I was jumping from one rose to another. As I was thinking about the gardener, and thinking myself to be a kind of gardener of my own blog, I found myself very small and to be honest I lost myself. I was jealous for lovely roses I was smelling. I was thinking why mines weren’t as beautiful as those were. And this made me upset. I was thinking I was gardener of my blog and posts, and if they are not well grown it is my faults. But where were the faults? When I was writing by what faults did my posts become so ugly? I went back to my posts, and to my surprise I found them more beautiful than they were. Yes those ugly ones were looking amazingly lovely to me. That was because I was like a mother to them. Though I knew that mines were not as pretty as others, but I still love them.

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