How beautiful the flowers are
In Spring and Summer time
The clambering Clematis
That does a trellis climb
And from the top triumphant
They gather their applause
Greedily supporting
Their egocentric cause
Standing to attention
The daffodil is proud
In regimental fashion
Collectively they crowd
Ready with their trumpets
Soundlessly serenade
The march into the springtime
They effortlessly made
The tulips reaching skywards
Their petals stretching high
Flexing with the confidence
Of arrogance and pride
They state their selfish business
With colour variance
Rebuffing all those hoping
To share their flamboyance
The Queen of all the garden
The splendid regal rose
Graceful in perfection
Resplendent in her pose
Surrounded by her subjects
Above them she is tall
She pays them no attention
They taint her not at all
But she may be mistaken
The others maybe too
Their pride will so forsake them
For they are just the few
The rose in all her splendour
She may be great indeed
But don’t ignore the beauty
Of the disregarded weed
The dandelions and daisies
That grew from wild seeds
Are just as blooming beautiful
These acquiescent weeds
They need little attending
Returning every year
Simplicity in structure
Decorating everywhere
They’ll grow in much abundance
Through Spring, Summer, Fall
The Queen with all her soldiers
Will not outshine them all
They have something in common
They need the light of sun
They also need the water
For all will die with none
The Queen will dry and wither
The daisies will the same
The daffodils and tulips
And dandelions will wane
So too will the clematis
And every single flower
For no one lives forever
No one has that power
So by the grace of God himself
The Queen must understand
She is no better than the weeds
That flower across the land
Debbie Brewer
Poetry and Books 