Sweet Marigold Poem by Leslie Alexis

O sweet marigold
Flower of flowers
beautiful and bold,
of heaven is your head;
and right were they who said
that compared to thee, the lily,
is no more than the common fern.
From wisdom is it discerned
that you are best.
And even the rose, with her clothes
is no more than the common thistle
who blows a whistle
that covers a missile
of deceit
to make man love her more.
Yet we all know
that your skin is as soft as the breeze
of summer evenings,
and your smell,
is only bested by breathing...
O sweet Marigold...
Sweet, sweet Marigold.

Copyright © 2010 Leslie Alexis