The prideful roses look upon
The carnation
White as snow
Pure as gold
The roses sneer and
without hesitation
Fluff their petals
And turn their nose
How pitiful
The white carnation
Stood its ground
All alone
How pitiful
The white carnation
Was born into hate
And in it grown
The jealous daisies look upon
The carnation
White as snow
Pure as gold
The daisies laugh and
Without hesitation
Point and mock
Their lowly foe
How pitiful
The white carnation
Must cry in silence
All alone
How pitiful
The white carnation
Has no friend
To call its own
The malicious bluebells look upon
The white carnation
White as snow
Pure as gold
The bluebells sigh
And without hesitation
Tell the carnation
It's time to go
How pitiful
The white carnation
Died that day
All alone
The prideful, jealous, malicious
flowers
Should have known.
They should have known.
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Remebrance
PoetryA book of poems written by me. Any poem I write will go in this book. Thanks for reading.
