Day 8 of NaPoWriMo prompts us to write about flowers. My daughter and husband went to the store the other day, and my daughter saw a flower she just had to buy for me. She's such a sweet girl, and I love her thoughtful gift.
Soft red petals that crinkle like paper,
Green leaves that will never fade,
Sharp thorns that will never draw blood,
A long green stem made of hard plastic:
My rose will last forever
Like the love I have for my daughter
Who gave me such a beautiful gift.