This was a short and strange little tale. It is all about a rose that grows over Homer’s grave. Homer as in the very famous poet. A nightingale falls in love with the rose however, the rose never blossoms for it. The rose is adamant that it won’t blossom for the nightingale because the nightingale’s song cannot compare to Homer’s poetry. The nightingale dies. The rose dreams that a Frenchman will come and pick it, preserving it in a book and that dream came true!
An odd little fairy tale this week!