Flowers As A Metaphor For Life

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My dear old Mom wont let anybody buy her flowers. She says she cant stand to watch them die.


Which is probably a bit like saying she wouldnt own a puppy because she doesnt want to see it grow old, or read a book because she cant stand that it will end, or better yet, eat a chocolate because then it would all be gone and all shed have left to remind her of the wonderful experience is the foil wrapper.


Whether you believe in the divine creator or the Big Bang theory, theres something to be said for whoever (or whatever!) created flowers.


I ask you. . . who is not awed by the beauty of a spring rose, fresh with dew, or the fresh appeal of a yellow buttercup, or the fiesta of colors in a bunch of gerberas (beautiful flowers, awful name!)


Weve come to associate the germination and birth of a flower with life itself. We talk about children blossoming, the rosy red glow of a pregnant woman or happy as a rosebud in June. At the end of its brief but impressive life, most flowers return to the ground from whence they came, in much the same way as we humans do. Well, most of us.


And flowers have a special language all their own. Of course, the big one is roses, the traditional symbol of love. But dont be fooled into thinking a bunch of flowers from your partner is a sign of his undying affection.


According to the Victorians, who first assigned a special language to flowers, giving Candytuft means indifference, and Cyclamen represents goodbye, while the poor old orange Lily means dislike and dissatisfaction.


Pity the poor fellow who presents a prettily wrapped bouquet of flowers to his lady-love. The flowery language of love hes trying to send may need translation!