My Moms' Flower

I am a flower, a Tulip in pink. Just as my mom said I am. I like Tulips they're pretty and very elegant too. I'm my moms' flower. But, I am a Tulip because it's my moms' favorite flower. I was told this at a YW activity, touched by it too. She said if I were a flower I would be a Tulip, because it's her favorite flower, it's pretty, elegant, and graceful. I am a Tulip because I am sweet and full of color and happiness, I make my mom smile. She said things I never thought I was like, I never realized some of those personalities before, they were good ones too. She started to cry me wanting to say, " Don't cry you'll make me cry!" though, I didn't, but, I still didn't cry though kind of close but not close enough. I was the only Tulip that night, there was Roses, Daffodils, and all sorts of flowers I don't know names of, but, I was the only Tulip, not a Rose, a Tulip. I am overjoyed that I am a Tulip for it describes me as different, unique.