At The Center Of The Village Sat A Rose That Everyone Wanted.
Its Beauty Was So Magnificent, That It Prompted Everyone In The Village To Summit.
The Gatherers Chanted, "Who Will Protect The Rose From The Hardships Of The Sun".
The Villagers Then Asked Amongst Themselves, Who Will Protect The Rose When The Dark Clouds Let The Rain Come".
Soon The Villagers Decided To Take The Rose Into Their Homes.
They Treated The Rose With Love And Made It Their Own.
From Weeks To Months The Rose Was Kept Away From The Harsh Sun.
From Months To Years The Rose Was Kept Away From Dark Clouds And Had No Rain To Drink From.
Slowly, It Began To Lose Its Life And Could No Longer Hold Its Leaves.
Next Its Stem Became Limp As One Would Lose Joints Within One's Knees.
Soon The Villagers Gathered In Urgency To Save The Rose's Life.
They Decided It Needed The sun And Rain In Order To Restore Its Might.
They Chanted, "Let Us Free The Rose So Its Beauty Can Be Restored."
Lets Us Place It Back In The Ground And Return It to The Villages's Core.
