Relationships and flowers
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Language of the flowers.
Time have ceased to count now, for our love is withered away
The bouquet you sent: a bittersweet thoughtless deed
Needs no words to say to me, you chose her,
The cream lilac says you loved me, when we first met
As the pansy affirms you thought constantly of me
You sent me roses to proclaim your love
And wall flower to assure your fidelity
But the dandelions constantly reminded,
We were not meant to belong together
And the carnations proved our blighted love
Marigolds are for when your heart was lost to me
As the grief of a living death, stole my sanity away,
Yet, the rosemary brings remembrance of an almost perfect union
and the futility of my yearnings,
For you chose her, and forever must remain dead to me
And the beautiful bouquet, you sent to seek forgiveness, you said,
Speaks Its own language of an impossible love.