7th Mar 2025
In a cozy little café, an old man named Mr. Brown sipped his tea. Across the room, a young woman named Lily fidgeted with a napkin. "Why am I so nervous?" she wondered aloud. Mr. Brown heard her and smiled. He quietly got up from his table and shuffled over to hers, holding a small sketch of a bird. He gently slid it across the table. The bird was simple, yet it looked happy. It made Lily's heart flutter a little.
Lily looked at the sketch with wide eyes, and then a smile spread across her face. Without a word, she picked up her pencil and drew a bright, smiling sun beside the bird, pushing it back to Mr. Brown. He nodded, pleased with her drawing. Their wordless exchange created a special bond. Lily felt a warm glow inside, like the sun on a fresh morning. She realized, sometimes, words are not needed to connect.
Just then, a little boy plopped down at a nearby table, catching sight of the drawings. His eyes gleamed with curiosity, and he shuffled over to join them. With a crayon clutched in his tiny hand, he added a fluffy cloud floating near the sun. Mr. Brown and Lily exchanged a knowing glance, their hearts warmed by the boy's innocent contribution.
As the café door swung open, a gentle breeze rustled the napkins and brought in the soft scent of spring flowers. Mrs. Green, the friendly café owner, noticed the trio's artistic endeavor. "What a lovely picture!" she exclaimed softly, placing a plate of cookies on their table as a treat. The sweet aroma wrapped around them, adding another layer of joy to the moment.
Mr. Brown, Lily, and the little boy shared a peaceful silence, their connection growing stronger with every stroke of the crayon. Mr. Brown tucked the completed sketch into his pocket, knowing he would treasure it forever. As they waved goodbye, Lily felt a newfound courage growing within her. She understood now, the beauty of their silent connection, a reminder that sometimes, words are not needed to make a friend.
