There it was a beautiful yellow flower called a daffodil. It was past a river past a bridge and in the middle of a green grass patch. There where other flowers there pink ones blue ones and even red ones but none the same as the yellow flower he was so sad and lonely but one day a new flower came and was really kind to him she didn’t care that he was different. In spring something was happening to the two flowers they stared shaking then puff seeds sprinkled every where. The two flowers hugged and left to start a new adventure.