dead flowers

I have never understood the gift

They are dead or dying

Why are they given as a sign of love?

 

Is love dying or dead?  or is it only in my head?

as they are cut life is gone, and then given as a sign of loves strength?...?

I do not understand the connection, I want something living, holding me nibbling on my neck

 

Just give my your undying love, forget the dead flowers and broken promises  

All I desire is undying love,  not a sign of the death to come

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i've always had the same confusion... I've always preferred a pot of flowers I can plant if any thing ....

I remember when I was real litte and got flowers for a recital...

Can we plant it Mommy?
No..
Why not ?

she never really answered .....

[Charles]

Good point - one a lot of people have never thought about. I guess the same concept holds true for the 'lucky' rabbit's foot. It certainly wasn't lucky for the rabbit. I like this poem.