"Good morning," said the little prince.
"Good morning," said the flower.
"Where are the people?" the little prince inquired politely.
The flower had one day seen a caravan passing.
"People? there are six or seven of them, I believe, in existence. I caught sight of them years ago. But you never know where to find them. The wind blows them away. They have no roots, which hampers them a good deal."
"Goodbye," said the little prince.
"Goodbye," said the flower.
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I had the pleasure of designing and painting a beautiful Little Prince brooch for a lovely lady.
She made my day by asking me to paint a scene from one of my favourite books of all times!
All grown-ups were children first. (But few remember it).
♥
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