Flowers,
A thing of beauty,
Suffer much to make us happy.
Even facing the knife
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A lovely emotional poem on the unconditional sacrifice of a flower - a heart touching one. You may read my poem A rose's generosity |
We treat each other too like those lovely flowers Extract the fragrance and then discard as left overs Sacrificial friends for our very narrow selfish ends Exactly as the devil desires, our conscience bends......... Excellent write and I welcome you to my page too.....
Very special and poetic to love the flowers sooo much that we really feel empathy for them when they are cut. So true, Salley, we love flowers but in the process of loving we cause them some harm. Yet to be loved like flowers are loved, so many people would want to go through a lot of trouble.
Flowers always fill us with joy! They adorn our homes and gardens and make every occasion beautiful and memorable! We hardly remember that when they are cut, they too bleed! But these sacrificial friends have no complaints! Beautiful poem!
Flowers, they are forever our sacrificial friends. Beautifully delivered in the poem. I enjoyed every line. Thank you.
Really flower is a sacrificial friend. Rare and also the best one. May God bless you my sister. Thanks for sharing this poem with all of us.
Flowers are colorful friends having fragrance of true love. A nice poem.