Flowerbed – Tragedy

I’ve got a small flower bed in front of the house. I planted some bulbs of daffodils and tulips last November, and watched their growth. Come the spring, a long-waited sun and warm breeze, and the bulbs have grown to a beautiful flowers. One by one, however, they started conspicuously disappear.
There’s a school up the road, and pupils pass by the house in hurds. In the morning and in the early afternoon. Suspect the flower-picker is amongst them. I may be wrong, but how can a decent soul pick flowers from someone else’s garden?
It clouds my soul, as much for the lost flowers as for the world that bears the souls lost brilliance and decency.

About Dr Kats

a working sociologist/linguist/translator based in Kobe, Japan
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