Philosophy and Poetry by Gordon Smith
Friday, 9 January 2015
A Buttercup
A Buttercup
I saw a buttercup
The other day
Its face toward the Sun
Its petals embracing
The most perfect Gold
I turned toward the Sun
Its golden orb
Its heart of light
Warmth and life
And the Sun smiled.
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