I was walking along the flower-bed, bending down and sniffing the smell of some flowers (I was chooosing a rose), it took me a lot of time. After choosing carefully, I had the florist wrapped a bunch of roses with red gift-wrapping - it was my mother's favorite color. Then I used fast-transfer service to send the bunch of roses to my mother living 300 kilometers away from here. I always thought that my mother would be very happy, and I was sure. I was walking to the front door to leave the flower shop, when I just opened the door slightly, suddenly a sound of a child was crying made me stop my reflection about my mother. I looked around to find who the child was... A little girl, about 5 years old, with rumpled hair, tawny complexion, might be she was abandoned. I rushed to her and asked:
- Hey, girl! Where is your parents? And why do you stand here and cry?
- Today is mother's day, but I... I don't have money to buy a flower! - sobbed the girl.
I kept silent... I didn't think that even a little girl had the love of their parents. I held the girl's hand, I felt sorry for her....
- Hey, girl! I will buy a flower for you, do you agree? - I decided and asked.
- Yes, you buy me a flower.
The girl had the first smile since I met her. I held her in my arms, came back to the flower shop. I let her choose a flower and she chose a white rose. I wondered why she chose it. I paid money and asked the girl:
- Do you want me to take you to your mother's house?
- Yes, you take me to my mother's house.
I rode motorbike, so I put her in front, I said her didn't give me wrong directions, otherwise getting lost. After riding for 15 minutes, she directed me to a graveyard. I felt a bit cold with these kind of deserted place, I wondered what she would do here. Suddenly, the girl jumped down the motorbike, running into the graveyard lonely, she stopped at a grave, put the white rose in front of the grave... Until now, I knew where the girl's mother was, and I also knew one thing: Although she lost her mother, but the love she give for her mother was still alive. Now, I needed to come back to the flower shop, I wondered if she wanted to go home, might be I would go back here to find her. I jumped out of the motor and rushed into the shop, I canceled the service and receive the red bunch of roses. Then I rode to my mother house 300 kilometers away to give her the bunch of roses. Now, I knew my mother real feeling when each mother's day passed, and I also knew that only the nearest things were the most happy things. I wanted to knock the door to see my mother's face after 5 years, I wanted to take her in my arms and say: "Mom, I love you so much."