if i could be any flower i am more than sure i would be a daisy. they really do cast out gloom and even though theyre easily crushed they somehow bounce back [and they make the cutest braclets/necklaces too]
mostly im allergic to rhyme.
partly, as i have said many times before, because i cannot rhyme to save myself and partly coz very few can make rhyme work seamlessly. most people who use rhyme are not able to make any point when i read their words because i am distracted by the obvious rhymes theyve used. here however, and i do not say this biasedly, you have managed to make your rhyme so onpurpose its invisible to my ear/eye and your message comes through beautifully.
the only thing i vaguely struggle with is 'come what may' coz it makes me think of moulin rouge and ewan mcgregor lol
i randomly stumbled upon your piece, i thought it to be quite simple, in a beautiful sort of way. so many writers try to force the point, and this was a refreshing point of view. im not one much for flowers and such, but what an interesting way to define your instance of love and affection.
Well then, at first I was like, "hmm. love. I wonder what its going to say." and then, after reading it, I'm like, "Wow, that wasn't expected."
While the ideas of rebirth and passion were the very basis of this poem, it didn't seem cliché or trite. It was very cute and clean. The meter was very nicely executed as well as the vocabulary! What a cute poem.