A bouquet of flowers is all I need for my birthday to be complete.
Maybe include some roses and some tulips too.
It’s not hard to imagine how much brighter my day would be if someone sent a bouquet of flowers to me.
Maybe an orchid or some violets in blue; honey may be sweet, but I like flowers too.
Don’t wait until I’m dead and gone to send me lily’s that neither toil nor spin.
I just want to see the beauty that will make me grin over and over again.
Marigolds are nice for a special day like mine, but calla lilies could do the trick if they accompany a bottle of wine.If artificial flowers are the best you can do, then I won’t complain if your heart is true blue.
This poem takes me back to words my Grandmother would say, “Don’t bring me flowers when I am gone, let me enjoy them while I am here.” I love how the flowers represent feeling here! Lovely!
Thank you Siobhan. This is my thought, say it now, not when I’m dead.
I agree with Siobhan! Live in the moment! Cherish the moment! Rhyming worked well in this poem.