Spring was just beginning, and a light breeze whirred through as a red Dahlia sat budding beneath a pink bloomed Magnolia tree. In the clearing where the Dahlia and Magnolia sat the sound of rushing water could be heard whooshing through. The Dahlia stretched, hopeful as a drizzle promised a fruitful spring growth.
Rain quickly turned into a Thunderstorm with deep growls of thunder and flashes of lightning mumbling that no flowers would withstand the ferocity of its strength and darkness. Dahlia shivered and withered in fear of the Thunderstorm. “Someone help me! I’m too small to handle this storm!”, yelled the Dahlia.
Magnolia stretched her branches wide overhead to shield Dahlia from the storm. Defeated by Magnolia’s support to Dahlia, the Thunderstorm shifted away and disappeared, opening the clouds to let the spring sunshine through.
Dahlia stretched and grew a brilliant display of petals that spring knowing that Magnolia was there to help through any Thunderstorm.
There is no storm that can’t be weathered with support and perseverance.
-written by yours truly for a Literature class but I wanted to share.