Shrinking Violet


‘Hello there, do you mind if I sit here with you for a while?
‘There’s such a lot going on at the moment, isn’t there?
‘It’s so exhausting, everyone is rushing about, no time to stop and chat, busy, busy, busy. I was looking for a quiet corner to try to catch my breath – and then I noticed you, sitting here by yourself.
‘You don’t mind do you? I don’t want to intrude.
‘Everything is in such a whirl. I tried to talk to some birds this morning but I’d hardly got two words out and they were gone – off to look at a great nesting site, they said.
‘Well I understand of course, time goes so quickly, particularly at this time of year, and it is the early bird that catches the worm, so to speak.
‘The snowdrops aren’t much better, are they? I mean, those white hats were so becoming, but they’re tossing them aside. And what are you left with? Well, they’re just green, aren’t they, the same as everyone else.
‘Then, what about the crocuses? They all looked so pretty before the party, but to look at them now, well, I’d hate to ask what went on there. Most of them are standing around with their party frocks in tatters, looking disinctly, well, disipated, you know what I mean, don’t you?
‘Well, I better be off. Thanks for the little chat, I always find other people’s opinions so stimulating. Good bye.’

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