There were other flowers too, of course.
Some grow in clusters of red
Others in purple
Some in blue: its tiny crystals shimmering so hesitantly along the edges of its petals
Some closer together
Some in blue and purple and pink
In red, in purple, in blue or in mixed blue, purple and pink, they are all gnawed by the invisible teeth of time. How preciously and promptly should we capture them before time gathers in its grim harvest ?