‘Twas the night before Valentine’s Day and all through the shop
Not a human was resting and the phones wouldn’t stop
The arrangements were placed in the cooler with care
In hopes that customers soon would be there
The designers stuffing their faces with Red Bulls and meds
While visions of flowers danced in their heads
The drivers all tired, bedraggled, and sore
From delivering flowers, candy, balloons and more
This holiday is hard and not for the meek
It takes fortitude and strength to get through this week
We cry and we swear and let out some yells
There’s a reason we call this the holiday from hell
So, if you’re still standing on February 15
Pat yourself on the back and get off your feet
If flowers had an Olympics you'd win the gold
Just look around you and see how much you sold
To all of you who make flowers into art
We are grateful for your talent and doing your part
You make us look forward to each morning sun
Without your passion and creativity, we would have none
FROM OUR STAFF TO YOURS
GOOD LUCK TOMORROW EVERYONE!
