Yellow Daisy

A little yellow daisy grew beside the street.
One day, a little boy plucked it from the ground and raced toward his new neighbor's house.
In the neighbor's house lived a little girl with long dark hair. When the little boy knocked on the door, the little girl answered.
Before she could even mutter a hello, the little boy shoved the yellow daisy into her hands and ran away.
The little girl looked at the yellow daisy, and offered it a smile.
The yellow daisy found itself pressed inside a book, where it dried into a fragile thing.
Many years later, the not-so-little girl opened the book, and tenderly lifted out the daisy.
"On the day we met, your father knocked on my door and gave me this flower," she said to two small children, "he didn't even say hello! And it was the first of many flowers he gave me, and they were always given right before he would run away"
The not-so-little girl smiled as her children laughed, and tenderly returned the yellow daisy to its book.