Roses hold lies,
Daises hold dreams.
Orchids hold lust,
Thorns hold on by a seem.

Sunflowers hold a smile,
Unique and full of youth,
A pretty face full of love,
Yet there the ones no one's pays attention to.

Bright bold colors that wish of trust,
Dance in the wind without a care,
Shining bright among the others,
Petals fly into crisp Autumn air.