My mother in law loves flower <br />This is our trial <br />My wife in denial <br />As she plants a flower <br /> <br />She has a brown thumb <br />This makes me glum <br />For she can’t even grow a plum <br /> <br />She has plastic flowers <br />And those took a powder <br />Poor plastic flower <br /> <br />A flower needs water <br />To give it power <br />She forget this every hour <br />That is why her flowers are powder <br /> <br />Her plastic flower had power <br />Until it's last hour <br />The vase did tower <br />As it was full of water <br />Poor plastic flower<br /><br />Keith Wells<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/poor-plastic-flower/
