I like yellow flowers,
spring’s daffodils trumpeting
and the upturned bell of a tulip,
dandelions even, a yellow paintbrush
and butter cups, newly arrived,
yellow reflecting back the sun
on a cloudy day, the gift of light,
of life
and hope for an old world seeking
peace,
seeking enlightenment and finding
answers
in a yellow flower reflecting back
ourselves.
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