Just Daisy

Lily, so elegant,
so sleek and serene.
Every petal in place,
always picture perfect.

Rose, the very symbol of love,
tastefully dressed for passion
and romance,
one glamorous package,
awaiting only a ring,
a symbol of forever.

Holier than thou Daffodil,
bringing joy and hope
to the sick,
like some Florence Nightingale.

Orchid’s exotic beauty,
how can anyone compete with that?
Enticing people
to hunger for new experiences
and novel delights.

Poppy, oh, poor dear Poppy,
drawing people in
with her sad vulnerability
and serious devotion.

All so exquisite,
so splendid,
and I’m…
I’m just a weed.
Just Daisy.
No elegance,
no passion,
no love,
no remembrance…
Just Daisy.
Just me.
Careening out of control,
sick with jealousy.
They don’t even notice.
Because I’m just Daisy.

Author: Elle

Hi, I'm Elle. I'm based in Auckland, New Zealand. I'm a moderator at Writing.com, the mother of two gifted children, the wife of a Twitch gaming streamer and the Queen of Unfinished Projects. I've been reading since I was 4 years old, writing poems (badly) since 1994, blogging since 2001 and I started studying photography in 2010. This blog will contain poems, short stories, photos, book reviews and my thoughts on a variety of topics. Hope you enjoy it.

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