my queen

the boy and the rose
Once a boy walked past a church and saw a beautiful rose bush. He took out a pair of scissors and gingerly cut off the prettiest rose from it. A priest walked out of the church and saw it and asked the boy, why do you cut the rose?" The buy answered, "I love the rose, so I cut it off." The priest smiled and nodded.
He went on to water the rose bush. The boy asked the priest, "why do you water the rose?" The priest answered, " I love the rose, so I water it."
After awhile, the boy understood and tried to bury the rose back in the bush. But the rose had died.

Noone told me it wasn't easy for the boy.