We planted a seed in the garden and it started to grow. I found out first , I was so happy , you were yet to know. When you heard about the growing flower you said you never wanted to be a farmer. You even tried to dig up the soil. Root by root tried to tear it from the earth. Then you left and I thought without you our flower would die. So alone I watered it and gave it sunlight.  I watered it everyday until the flower bloomed. I never talk to  you about it because you didn't find yourself a fit farmer.  But together we keep the secret of our garden. Now another farmer tends to our  flower never knowing that he is not  its planter.  
Now together  a new farmer and I will love our flower. The secret  grows and we keep it alive. But one day I'll tell the village of our garden. And when I do don't be surprised.