How beautiful are the roses!
Sending a message to our noses.
Colors range from white to red,
Yellows and corals spin your head.


There are the ones that I adore.
But I can't grow them, Nevermore!
Never could if truth be told.
One touch from me and they fold.


But I do excel at weeds!
Don't even have the seeds.
Everywhere I put my foot,
Another dandelion sends a root.


There are others of my ilk.
My best flowers are made of silk.
And if I get really drastic,
There are the ones made of plastic!