Our love started out as a Red Rose Bud,
So pure and lovely.
Grew to be a Red Rose,
With love and respect.
You compared me to a Lily,
With so much beauty.
You are my Daisy,
So loyal, but this I will never tell.
Our love is like a Carnation,
So sweet and lovely.
When you left you gave me a striped Carnation,
Saying that you wish you could be with me.
I started to feel like a Dark Rose,
I was in mourning.
When you left I felt like the meaning of a Yellow Carnation,
Resentment.
So I sent you an Azaela,
Saying, take care of yourself.
I felt like a Petunia,
With anger and resentment building inside.
So instead of yelling, I gave you a Sweet Pea,
Saying goodbye.
Even after all of this, I still have the flower you sent me,
The Forget-Me-Not,
Saying I am your one true love, as you are mine.
well, this poem made me smile, you are a very deep thinker, i can see tht creative work, keep it up....tiff
Beautiful poem..the concept is lovely and written well..I do have my concept about the flower ' Forget - Me - Not ' and you may check what is all about. this is definitely a 10...
The title is spectacular. No poem could possibly live up to it. You gave it a great effort. I congratulate you. You chose wonderful flowers to tell your story. It was well constructed. Very good! GW62
This poem contains a veritable flower garden. Nice write indeed. Thanks Richard
lol wow! your writing in a new style! ! ! :) Good for you! ! lol 10+
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Cleverly written love poem. It's like a walking through a floral promenade, amidst flowers in bloom and and the soft fragrance of roses wafting in the air.