My Million Roses

The rose garden behind my tax advisor Asim bey’s office looked like this when I arrived. finger-pointing-down-animation-gif


There were million roses of numerious colors, and below were the Linda (orange) and Bella (pink) color roses. finger-pointing-down-animation-gif


Then because I liked them so much, Asim bey started cutting them off for me. finger-pointing-down-animation-gif


He kept cutting and I kept piling them on the table. finger-pointing-down-animation-gif


And before we knew it, we had cut off almost all the roses in the garden. finger-pointing-down-animation-gif

Then we came into his office and Asim bey started reading his poems for me. Press here to read a poem composed by him and here to read a poem composed for him.


With my pressing request, Asim bey composed a poem for me. Notice that the poem sentences start with my name letters. finger-pointing-down-animation-gif


Then I carried my million roses home and here the roses were marvelling at their own beauty in the elevator mirror. finger-pointing-down-animation-gif


Coming in home, I placed my roses by the window. finger-pointing-down-animation-gif


Then I wrote a blog story for my favourite one rose. It was the only red rose in the crowd. finger-pointing-down-animation-gif


And all these beautiful roses were a gift for me from a generous man named Asim bey. Here he is. finger-pointing-down-animation-gif


Thank you Asim bey! And here is my gift for you. finger-pointing-down-animation-gif

Feel good! 



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