Picking Flowers

A yellow rose for friendships,
Thorns shows its hardships.
Aster for patience-
Waiting for vengeance!
Anemone for hope that fades.
Sticks and stones are just shades.
Yellow carnation, for disappointment.
I think every lying judgement.
A daisy, a single daisy, for innocence and misfortune.
Evil, wicked, gorgeous.

And the list of flowers go on, and on.
Still, I am here. Alive. Living.
I am here. Moving on, once again.
May hope find its way to me.
May someone light the garden...
And care for the sheep I left behind.