~When words escape, flowers speak.~
Bruce W. Currie
Can you guess the flowers in the following verses?
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Goddess of the rainbow, I;
Am graceful in the spring;
My petals droop like butterflies;
I lend the colour to your eyes;
My praises poets sing.
My name means “star”; my flowers bright;
Are shaggy as a lion;
Like daisy and chrysanthemum;
My blossoms thrive in gentle sun;
I am the cheerful kind.
I am treasure of the Mother;
Spicy scents I hold;
My blossoms cheer you, every one;
I smile to see my merry sun;
I’m decked in shades of gold.
black eyed susan
My name will speak of cleanliness;
I never flaunt my hues;
My scent redolent of an age;
When blooms in linen chests were laid;
Then I was always used.
Wear me in your next corsage;
Expensive and exotic;
Sophisticated colour scheme;
My spots and streaks may sometimes seem;
I am shy; I live in shade;
My blooms are fine and small;
My name’s a colour, loved by most;
Of tiny blooms I am the toast;
My scent enchanting all.
I’m sometimes called a poppy;
But my name is hard to spell;
I wear a pointed hood of green;
To hide my orange petals’ sheen;
Yet I am bold as well.