User:Vi0let femme

A little white flower said to a passing bee, Come, take some nectar from me. The busy bee stopped and replied with a question, Did you think I wouldn't have without your suggestion?

I was born in a garden that grew in a forest. I lived in an old house on top of a hill. Surrounded by towering pine trees and sturdy oaks, I fell in love with Mother Earth. During the day I worshipped the sun.But at night I would make love to the moon.