The spectrum of colors carpet the garden Flowers can mean anything to us Flowers can be Hope Love Mourning Joy Peace Rebellion Family. But in the end,flowers are only flowers Innocent and oblivious to human whims They grow for the sake of the flowers, and only the flowers. We coax them and tame them and pick them and give them meaning but they don't understand us. How would they? We do not speak the tongue of the flowers And if we did,would they have words for human emotion? They wouldn't care Anyway They don't need to understand us We would still make flowers our symbols And they would look on As if we were beneath them.