If I ever get married,
I will give my wife a plastic daffodil
And say to her,
‘My love for you is like this flower.
It will never wither.’
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She will pick the flower up,
And sniff at it a little,
Then raise it in the air,
And with a frown,
Strike me with it in the head!
‘Go and bring me a real flower,
That I will love to touch and smell,
And that can wither,
Proof that it’s alive.
Proof that your love is alive,
And a reminder,
That you must nurture it,
Lest it should die.
Go now.
If not,
Divorce.’
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Upon my honor, I would go,
I would run to the flower shop,
For that is the sort of woman I’d marry,
If I live long enough to have a wife.
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Beautiful image. Plastic flowers last forever.
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This is so beautiful. Whenever I read poems about flowers, it’s usually the other way around where the fake flower represents a positive sentiment. What you’ve done here is really touching. Love, especially true love, is definitely alive and needs care and nurturing in order to continue to grow. Thank you for this post:) It really made my morning.
I am delighted to hear that. Once I read a great poem about plastic roses, but alas, I cannot remember it.
so so true! 🙂
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Such a beautiful thought to start the morning with. Happy Monday everyone!
A very insightful alternate view of what a plastic flower might represent to one person as opposed to another: Any gift only has value based on the qualities we arbitrarily assign to it. In relationships, particularly with regard to gift exchange, the trick is to make sure the qualities that one gift might represent are shared by your mate. Otherwise, the gift giver may be sleeping on the couch for the night.
I shall keep that in mind.
If someone said that to me i’d be the happiest person alive 🙂
But would you blush?
I suppose I would, yes. Does that make a difference?
What about an e-flower? Depending on if the iPhone 6 is made of titanium, it will surely be the most durable flower of them all.
Which does Millie prefer? A daffodil, a poppy, a honeysuckle, or a moonflower?
Moonflower all the way! Gotta love the rebel flowers that bloom at night.
Simple. Honest. Real. Find her! 🙂
Alas, it’s never that simple, Eric.
beautiful image. plastic flower last forever
🙂
A Polish sparrow told me that Julie has a vase full of flowers at home.
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THAT…was lovely
I’ve always disliked fake plants and flowers. However, they do possess immortality.
The funny thing is that I am more prone to wanting things to last forever even if they aren’t dynamic or full of life.
Here is to the living and here is to living.
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True feelings expressed.
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The perfect perspective.
This is truely beautiful.
Ironic.You are a real poet.You know how to twist things.