June 07, 2o14
Prompt: In a Garden
Forget Me Not
The flower is clustered, a spattering of blues and small centers of yellow on a fragile branch. She brushes her fingers across them, cupping them in her hands, imagining that the blues are melting together to create water. The five petals flutter as her hand touches them, alighting each with a feeling, a thought, a fleeting wish.
The rainbow hues almost grate on her eyes, but somehow the colors blend into each other to create a soothing mix. Her nose touches one, allowing her to briefly smell the scent that it holds. Stroking the smooth petals, she wistfully sighs, casting a longing glance to the white fence, overgrown by flora and fauna alike.
Covered in creeping vines, the fence's once white washed wood is now decorated in thin growth. White flowers cluster together, and the girl smells the light scent of the flower. The flower looks, for all purposes, like stars in the night - the splash of white against the dark vine. Her thoughts trail to the other side of the fence, where a thickly wooded copse is seen.
Two children run across the fields, laughing for all the care in the world. The sun is shining, and the smell of crushed grass clings to their clothes. The boy stops, and rummages in the pouch at his waist for an object.
"Here." he thrusts a white flower into her hands, blushing all the while. "So you don't forget me."
The girl giggles, accepting the flower and threading it through her hair. Smiling brightly, she thanks the boy.
It is sunset. He finds her in the middle of the garden, sitting demurely on a checkered blue and black blanket. Chuckling, he shifts slightly - the child on his waist giggles and throws arms around her father's neck. Sitting in a tailor's position, he sets down his daughter and looks at his beautiful wife.
"It seems that it was a lifetime ago when I gave you that flower."
His wife gives him a sliver of a smile, before leaning against her husband.