A Rose By Latin Name
Dandelions aplenty
Puffs that blow and spread
Watered, dancing, joyful
No thought they'll soon be dead
Victors pranced in joy
Chains were on the floor
Grateful now to wither
Look not beyond their door
Desert roses, many
Closed and never bloom
Veiled and shattered petals
Silenced in their gloom
Blankets made of yarn
No, these are made of flesh
Timeless, frozen ways
Makes a sturdy mesh
Daffodils, they're few
They trumpet once and die
Under Winter's blanket
Each flake a new white lie
Happiness is golden
A bugle isn't so
Deemed unfit for joy
Go wallow on your own
A rose by any name
Is only sweet at home
The rest are nowhere near
And never free to roam
No voice to speak aloud
In secret petals bloom
Caught by weeds and thorns
Alight within their room
Dandelions aplenty
Frolic in the sun
Watered, joyful, dancing
No harm is ever done