Flowers in the Yard That Never Tire of Greeting

In a quiet corner of the yard, there grows a tiny bluish-purple flower. The flower is not as famous as roses or jasmine, but its charm is no less captivating. Every morning, when dew still sticks to the tips of the leaves, the flower slowly opens its petals, as if greeting anyone who passes by with sincere tenderness.

Children who play in the yard often ignore it, more interested in butterflies or colorful plastic balls. But the flower is not disappointed. It continues to bloom, faithfully waiting for a warm gaze that sometimes comes from a mother watering the plants, or from a grandfather sitting reading the newspaper on the porch.

Although small, the flower is a silent witness to the changing days. It knows when the dry season is approaching, when the rain brings the scent of wet soil, even when the night wind brings longing from a distance.

The flower never demands attention. It only wants to be present to be beautiful, to give color, and perhaps, to give silent encouragement to anyone who sees it and has time to stop for a moment.