Poem: The Most Beautiful Flower

Written: 10.13.00 when I didn’t know there were more beautiful flowers in the world! However, this poem isn’t about the flower, it’s about love and perception.

How did Roses become the most beautiful flower in the world?
Was it their color?
Was it their smell?
Was it their petals?
Was it the way they grow?
Was it something different in the soil of their beds?
Was it something different about their leaves?
Was it their thorns?
Was it the name they bare?
Simply, it is because enough people in the world loved them so much.


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