Flowers - For Their Glare (Villanelle) Poem by meitha soekotjo

They are uniquely there
With their differences in flare
All are giving love and asking care

I sometimes have no dare
To pick them out from their pair
They are just so uniquely there

Red or blue, all are beautifully bare
Big or small, all are so lovely fair
All are giving love and asking care

Someone would be so care
If he brings them in a handy harmless snare
And they are remain uniquely there

I remember, one day I was that dare
By giving on her birthday that flare
Guess all of us are giving love and asking care

For some of us could be so care
And some of us could be so fair
That might be why they are uniquely there
And all of us are giving love and asking care.