A day in the meadow
 

Last summer I was walking in a meadow with lots of beautiful flowers. There was some cows surrounding the field, but they didn't seem to be interested in walking on the flowering meadow. Suddenly I discovered a clover in the middle of the flowers. I wonder what it did there. It was like it was screaming to the cows: find me, find me! Poor clover at the wrong place. It didn't get useful were it was, for the cows just overlooked it. Maybe next time it will avoid the flowers and instead find a chess board to grow on. It looked so lonely and acted like Jesus. It said pardon the drama, but I don't believe that clover can pardon anything or anyone. It must have been fake. Only God knows what that clover was good for :-)

Maybe the clover didn't want to be eaten. Maybe the clover had more work to do in the world. It knew it was destined for more, so it decided to spend its life among the beauty of the flowers.

I like your take very much :-)