Flowers and Flower Shops | Poem

Happy Sunday my lovelies.

I have a little poem for you all today, written by me in October 2017, so I thought it was only right that I share it with you. Enjoy! 

When I was a little girl, 

I had a dream of owning a flower shop of everything melancholic and euphoric

To be braced around colour and photosynthesis

Roses were my favourite

Flowers speak a different language than me

I try to get them to open up

But they refuse to say anything

How unresponsive they are.

I remember being fascinated by flowers

Where they came from

Who picked them

Who decided on the colours of the flowers

What type they turned into

Everyone likes different types of flowers

I like watering flowers at night

Because it keeps them fresh

And I know that there are more to flowers than meets the eye because flowers are so much more than photosynthesis and colour

I am sorry I find flowers more interesting than people.

I am sorry that flowers show positivity, not negativity, I am sorry, that when I was a kid I wanted to be a florist.