My Flower

[Twota]

I owned a beautiful flower,
that was never mine as a seed.
I saw her daily in public
and gave her a name to be special,
I kept it away from hands
and wanted it away from eyes,
but she didn't like to be hidden
for it existed to be seen,
I hated those who sniffed her,
despised her when touched,
and I knew I totally lost her
when the breeze asked for a dance,
so I left and never went back,
for in my world she was a flower
but in her's I was a weed.

[Buh4Bee]

very sweet and nicely expressed in its simplicity.

[BookBeauty]

I like the way that it's presented almost like a riddle. :) I enjoyed reading it, thank you.

[Jerrybaldy]

Nice extended metaphor. The penultinmate line isnt needed as you have already made this clear .. you could maybe end something like.. so I left and never went back, for to her I was a weed.

Very sweet and sad Twota.

[Bar22do]

Excellent, Twota! so well put! a great metaphor with a sour conclusion... thank you for sharing this!! enjoyed so much.

[Twota]

Thanks all, glad you like it ;D and jerry, you are right about that line, I ll think of a replacement :D