Edwardian Birthday Greeting Card with Violets & Pastoral Landscape

Who exactly is supposed to feel celebrated when a row of violets marches across the top of a postcard like tiny purple soldiers of obligation doing the emotional labor instead of the sender? The poem — and yes, there is absolutely a poem — explains that the sender wishes the flowers could 'speak a word for me,' which is either poetic humility or a stunning confession that they have literally nothing to say to you personally. Meanwhile, a lonely dirt path winds through a misty grove of bare trees in the lower left, presumably representing the long, barren road to another year of receiving cards from people who let flowers do the talking.