A Tinge of Yellow Runs Through
Frolicking wild in a field of whimsy
Bathing in the hazy morning dew
Outstretched petals of
Stark white frenzy
A tinge of yellow runs through
Gathered together
In favored fields grown wild
Daisy my virtuoso
Generous at first sight
A flower grows eagerly
A flower grows to delight
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Author:
Katie B. (
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Comments6
Beautiful write and so are flowers. Nicely paired in this poem they shine
Thank you for the kind words!
Katie, this feels bright and unguarded. There’s a quiet happiness here that doesn’t rush itself, and it made me smile reading it. Well done, my friend! Hope you have a great day!🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
Hint of spring in the offering.
Needed this on a miserable day here.
The exquisite joys of simple beauty; and it surrounds us everyday 🙏🏻🕊️
Beautiful words Katie, you took me to that beautiful place.
Andy
a delightful verse about a pretty little flower..
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