Imperfection

As I gather flowers
To form a bouquet
I notice one is different:
A pure white gerber daisy
With a little purple streak.
While others would toss it away
I think that it is neat,
Because of it's imperfection,
Flaws make something beautiful
So I do believe I'll keep it.

This is epically sweet. The only thing I don't like is how you describe it as a PURE white daisy before saying it has a purple streak because, wouldn't that make it not pure white? I dunno, maybe we have different definitions of the word. ^^ Could it be instead of a pure... ?

Also, in the third to last line, its should not have an apostrophe and I think that the comma should be a full stop. But. I do love how you use the flowers; it's such a pretty image, and very apt for May, but then it's easy to see that the daisy represents so much more than a flower, and it's easy to see that even though you never come right out and say it, which I love.

Nice work.
-Mars

i love the simplicity of this poem and how it shows that the imperfections of something is what makes it unique and amazing!
i am very impressed by this
i do not hav one bad word to say about it.

well done.
-The_Soul_destroyer.

Hey,


Cool poem. simplicity makes it so ... perfect! So short and sweet, I think it would be a nice way poem to open a book with, first page. Think about it, I would defo wanna carry on reading it if u began with tht!

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Brown Eyed Girl xx