Flowers Poem by Brendan Miller

Flowers



Flowers are a wonderful thing that make us stop and think
The true effects of how they work should really make us quiver.

Moonflowers all big an white
Show me that everything will be alright.
However get a little closer an you will know
The true hell they will send you below.

Aconitums are also gorgeous the purple I don't dread.
But sneak a little closer and you're sure to be dead.

Sure these flowers are dangerous things
But because we don't sense danger is why we get a sting.

However a Rose is different from the rest
And certainly is is always best.
But touch it once and you will find
A deep hatred down inside.

Thursday, February 16, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: confused,flowers,hate,love
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