A buttercup sits on green grass Poem, by Yellow rose , at My poetic side

A buttercup sits on greens

leaves live , leaves laugh

somewhere beneath her friendly feet lives the unseen , the unnoticed

and those greens that sensitively sit in cushions

maybe just maybe hold so much more

the world of lighthearted leaves leaves swaying in the breeze on spring days

little leaves held by protective helpful hands

stand smiling below her friendly feet

in sensitive shapes those like that of stars sitting with a comfort within

they sit below the yellow shining smiles

so many words of light loving leaves sit talking from the grass

nice emotions are blinking below her feet

the grass stands and even when not one single leaf lives near to her petals

there may aswell be all those leaves from tender trees smiling

hiding and talking by her side

talking by her feet

living lightly

singing their song

sometimes there may be so much more hiding

talking , And green grass can speak of so much more
never just the outside standing still

little buttercup sits on grass

yet really , truly there is so much more than the grass

feeling is what counts sometimes and maybe

just maybe. She feels the leaves are truly there

even if there simply in the distance

Singing on the tree

for others to see

Bella Shepard July 29th, 2023 14:43
You inspire us all, to listen and see so much more in this natural world. Beautiful use of color in bringing the buttercup, the leaves the grass to life. How much we miss if we just walk past it all, staring straight ahead. I loved it!
- Violet bluebell( used to be yellow rose)July 30th, 2023 01:22
  Your comments on my poems are always so nice , Thankyou Bella 🙂
  
  Yes , i was thinking about the colour of the grass and how it can be like the leaves ..
  
  Glad my writing was enjoyed
orchidee July 30th, 2023 02:02
A fine write V. I see them in patches, so not usually just one on its own.
L. B. Mek July 31st, 2023 03:34
'leaves live , leaves laugh
somewhere beneath her friendly feet lives the unseen , the unnoticed
and those greens that sensitively sit in cushions
maybe just maybe hold so much more
the world of lighthearted leaves leaves swaying in the breeze'

'little buttercup sits on grass
yet really , truly there is so much more than the grass
feeling is what counts sometimes'

'She feels the leaves are truly there
even if there simply in the distance
Singing on the tree
for others to see'
just so beautiful, dear graceful Poet
(I read and learn)

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A buttercup sits on green grass