The confused seedling raised his wings to fly.
The other seedlings stared.
He blushed. “Namaste?”
“Seedlings can’t fly,” they told him.
So he flew away. No need for that kind of negativity.
The confused seedling raised his wings to fly.
The other seedlings stared.
He blushed. “Namaste?”
“Seedlings can’t fly,” they told him.
So he flew away. No need for that kind of negativity.