I flew high above looking down at the terrain below. I flew over gardens, forests and plains, setting my eyes on all that lies beneath. I was out looking for something to call mine. Like a shining star it caught my eyes, a flower that had all the right colors to brighten my nest. Folicia had nectar so sweet that it could make me fly higher. She hung from a tree I had seen so often, but never caught my eyes. I steered my wings and flew around Folicia, came to a stand still and kept gazing at her. Flew up to her and tasted her nectar. The sweetness took me to another world, as if I had unlocked the secret to the portion of life. I knew I wanted Folicia forever. I wanted to take her to my nest and keep her at the highest spot so that I could see her at all times. I pulled at Folicia but she won't come off the tree, I flew around and stooped over her to snatch her from the tree but Folicia won't come off. Folicia says she won't come off the tree. I might be the only humming bird that saw all her colors and tasted her nectar but the tree gave her all that she has. The tree made her what she is and took care of her at all times. She can't live without the tree and the tree can't live without her. The tree would be lonely and dull if she leaves it. She can't keep her fragrance and bright colors if she is away from the tree. I feel so depressed but I won't leave my flower out of my sight. I leave my nest and make a nest right next to Folicia so I can see her always. I smell her fragrance and taste her nectar while she draws all her colors, brightness and completeness from the tree. I wait for the day when she asks me to take her up in to the sky and away to my nest, or for the day when the tree drops her off from itself and I can carry her away to be mine. To keep her at the most beautiful part of my nest and take care of her till eternity. That's my story, the story of a hummingbird that waits for Folicia on the nest that he made on her tree.
