To The Haters

Sunflowers have secrets

Roses riot

We all have spirits 

We won't be quiet

Lilies lie

Poinsettias have power

Flowers die

We have the strength of a new and blooming flower

Daisies dare

Wisteria are wonders

Finding chivalry, a trait so rare

What a world of blunders

Bluebells are weeping

Marigolds grow

We are reaping

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