When we took the vow to be together, we also pledge to share a lot of things, including our life events.
Just like a budding rose tree, it will grow beautiful flowers with care and love from the tender care of the gardener, but one day, it will wither and dropped its petals. But given care and love, it will grow more flowers. But there are times, it may need more than water, its needed some added nutrition.
Some of us see the flower but not the tree which grew it. Some of us see the only the growing days and shun from the withering days. Like the above, we forget when we planted the seed for this tree, we are committed to it in joy and pain. Just as its beautify the garden, we need to care for it when it cannot.
I give you my experience in the pledge of joy and pain.
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Creative writing is more of a compulsion to engage with yourself in a world of words, ideas, imagery. There are moments of hot exultation or prickly exasperated yet victorious expostulation when at last comes the right word, the rhyme that works or can yield surprise and pleasure. Thank you for sharing my engagement into those words. .
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