Flowers and Trees (5)

Flowers and Trees (5)

  At last some brave little birds with sharp beaks flew straight up in the sky where a small cloud floated.

  Then they lined up in a V-formation and dive-bombed the cloud.

  As their beaks punctured it, rain poured from the cloud.

  The flames hissed and died where the water hit them until only one small fire remained near the edge of the pool.

  And that was put out by the flower brigade.

  The wicked old tree perished in his own fire, but everyone else was safe and rejoiced.

  The sapling serenaded his lady love on a harp string one a nearby tree.

  At last he had the courage to tell her of his love in song while a chain of daisies formed themselves in to a heart to make the message ever clearer.

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