Every petal fervently reaching
With each glance straining to see,
The delight of a yellow bouquet
Is a gift of beauty to another
When the beautiful becomes a pleasure.
My senses acute; I become alive,
Relishing in time standing still,
Smiling giddy amidst eternity,
Before and beyond the lovely.
A moment is cherished
When someone chooses to bring
Sunflowers on this day;
Such a relic of beauty never lost,
Nor forgotten.
Thank you.
Love the verse but also the picture 😀
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Thank you.
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