Under Mrs. Nestleberry’s loving care, the rose bush grew. The deep magenta buds grew into the most beautiful pink roll while other blooms were still forming. Ant crawled up a thorny stalk to take a closer look. The barely opened top of the light pink bud showed rolled up petals and a promise of the bloom to come.
“Isn’t she beautiful?” Cornelius asked.
Giving your heart to others by listening to their heart
When you grow a leader who values people you help the whole world