Flower Nectar for the Squirrels
280 Words
On a beautiful flower bed, many kinds of bug and nectarine bird lived together in harmony. They mingled every morning when the sun rises at the horizon. Moreover, they also ate foods that were commonly served by nature. They would get back home as soon as the sunlight was gone.
On the way back home, Butterfly passed by Squirrel with a basket. She felt like asking him a question out of curiosity although he brought a basket is something ordinary recently.
“Hi, Squirrel. Could you tell me why you visit our flower bed albeit your tree (home) is there so far?”
“You see me so well. I have collected the nectar too.”
The next day Butterfly asked a group of birds. “Tell me, what does Squirrel do with that nectar?”
“I guess he just got bored with walnuts,” answered some birds.
“The nectar smells so good. I wonder he kept it in his house because of it,” shouted the bugs.
And after that, they were talking until Butterfly forgot her query.
It was afternoon when Butterfly remembered her intention. Seeing Squirrel passed across the flower bed bringing a basket full of nectar jogged her memory.
What does Squirrel do with that nectar? Butterfly though. “Well, it’s absolutely not his food.”
“Yes, but ours.”
Butterfly turned around. Those are five Colibris standing behind her.
“Squirrel brothers and sisters heavily wounded. He wasn’t able to move them himself. We had helped him move them whom trapped inside the old boot and as returned, he has served us the nectar.”
Butterfly gasped. “Tell me, why did you do that? I meant helped him.”
“We did because others assumed it as a bother.”
|| Sion ||
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