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.
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.
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
well, this poem made me smile, you are a very deep thinker, i can see tht creative work, keep it up....tiff