I’m a daisy in a meadow

Of roses and violets

And lavender and lilac

But it seems that my

Aroma is unknown

And that I’m alone

In a sea of plants

Planets light-years

Away that wave

With their petals

When our

Orbits conjunct

Or are visible

By the naked eye

Yet I worry it was

Only the wind and

Not a response

From my aroma
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Stimulus

Wrtier's Statement: ​When I began writing, I accidentally wrote "planets" instead of "plants," but I decided to make it a feature of the poem.