“Roll no 8”, the teacher called the roll call.
A little girl in her proper school uniform; a white skirt and a white shirt stood from her bench and slowly approached her.
“Happy teacher’s Day, ma’am”, hesitatingly, she presented a rose to her favorite class teacher.
The teacher gave her an intense look for a moment and accepted the rose from her.
A weather beaten pink color wild rose, with only four petals glued to it, she gave a brief glance to her once again and then twirls the flower around its stem.
The twist shed the remaining four petals off it and the bravely controlled tears from her eyes.
The embarrassment painted her face red.
The teacher hugged her and gave her a gentle kiss on her cheek ; the vanished smile began to dance on her lips once again.
Anonymous me 
Ohhh…so sweet!!