Flowers have meaning.
Red roses for love,
White lilies for death.
Then there's the ones that bring joy to see.
Daffodils in Spring.
Foxgloves in Summer.
Even the falling leaves in Autumn are beautiful,
As they cover the world in their blanket of red and gold.
Flowers are shared, given to people who are loved.
When a new baby is born and life is celebrated,
Daisies as a surprise for a primary school friend,
A gift from a lover on a date,
A present for mummy on Mother's Day,
But used at funerals,too, given one last time.
No matter what happens in your life,
Flowers will follow you,
So enjoy the beauty as you realize how wonderful the world is.
Just a random poem I thought up.