Flowers

Daffodils and tulips,

Kissing daisies, picking rose.

Rows and rows of marigold

Sunday smiling gentle souls.

Gardenias and chrysanthemums,

Narcissus blossoms bold.

Lilacs cross to orchids,

Sunflower blooms, now behold!

Flowers of a feather,

are petals from the heather,

Nothing worthy stems from them.

Said sir cactus to lady bromeliad,

With brilliant smiles

As poppies bend.