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The Love Of Red And Pink Flowers

Don't you bring me flowers when I am dead!

By Denise E LindquistPublished 7 months ago 1 min read
The Love Of Red And Pink Flowers
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I don't want flowers at my funeral

I want flowers all the time in general

I don't want flowers when I'm dead

Pink and red are my favorite flowers, I said

Get me flowers when I am alive

I want flowers, while I thrive

So you think they are worthless

that they die too soon, and are senseless

Buy them for my birthday in January

For Valentine's Day in February

and women's history month in March

For Easter in April, this isn't harsh

Then, for Mother's Day in May

In June, for National Cancer Survivors Day

For the Fourth of July, bring me flowers

Flowers from the yard will do... ours

In August, think of flowers for Sisters Day. I miss her, I do.

Then she died in September, I will need them then too!

Give me flowers for Indigenous Peoples' Day in October

and for Thanksgiving and for boycotting black Friday in November

for Christmas and the winter solstice in December

I want flowers now. Every month. I want flowers, my Honey boo boo!

Don't you dare bring them when I'm dead, or I will haunt you!

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About the Creator

Denise E Lindquist

Retired, working part-time as a Native American culture consultant. I have an MSE, and an ABD. I write on Vocal, and Facebook. Poetry, non-fiction mostly, and working on fiction. Wife, mother, grandmother, and great grandmother.

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    Written by Denise E Lindquist