Flowers speak a universal language and clearly say
What words cannot sometimes truly convey -
The words so often difficult to impart
The feelings of love that come from the heart.
When a tousled, suntanned little child
Holds out a blossom that grows wild,
My heart fills right up to the brim
With overflowing love that I have for him.
In my youth I believed that flowers held the key
To whether he did or did not love me.
I plucked the petals slowly one by one
Until the sentimental verse was finally done.
Motherís flowers brightened the old farmyard
And were a credit to her as she worked hard
To create such beauty for all to see
In a rock garden filled with floral scenery.
A bouquet for the bride - a boutonniere for the groom
There were flowers all around the festive room.
In an age-old custom I threw the bridal bouquet
As many a young lady tried to get in its way.
Throughout the years and at many an event
I have worn corsages that were endearingly sent
To respect my role as an honored guest
Or perhaps as emcee at the gala grand fest.
When I came to my room after surgery,
And opened my eyes the first thing I did see
Was the basket of flowers to tell me he cared -
The message came through without saying a word.
A dozen long-stemmed red roses that he later sent
Spoke for themselves of the message he meant
Of love and just how much he really did care.
With overfilled heart, I breathed a silent prayer.
Flowers through the years tell a beautiful story
Of the marvels of love in all its glory -
Therein lies a message so sweet and so dear -
Of the wonders of love for all lovers to hear.
Watch these pages for more poems by Marian.
In the meantime, click the links below for
poems and stories by our other authors.
A Ghost Story
A Quiet Spider
A Snow-Covered April
What We Overlook
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