A happy little flower,
All the petals spread with joy,
Nice to smell,
Feels the heart with freedom,
Funny how a flower can change your mood,
Putting it in your hair,
And looking in the mirror,
Seeing a younger you,
But you never admit it,
You might not like daisies,
Or flowers,
But it still just lifts your spirit a little higher,
The mystery of flowers might be unfolded,
But that my friend,
Has yet to be told.
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Poetrypoems. [READ PLEASE] i wrote most of this in the sixth grade. just saying.