crepe paper beauties

I admire poppies. The way they wear color - boldly and with total confidence. I love their breezy, carefree femininity. The papery petals that surround the luscious, soft velvet center. Exotic and a tiny bit mysterious but ever so approachable. Eye-catching but unselfconscious; graceful as they sway on twirly, slender stems. And with age, a little gold  (and softer) around the edges, they become ... even more tender and beautiful.

If I was a flower I would like to be a poppy - I'm not but I would like to be.  I do admire them.  I wonder what flower I would be......?

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