Buttercup
Nature runs wild,
Precious as gold,
Through woodlands,
Over fields,
Happily spreading,
Expressions of art,
Meadows blossoming,
Buttercups flowering
Dressed in her yellow attire,
Charming and dazzling,
Uplifting and cheerful,
Enthusiasm of colour
Making us feel,
Like children again,
Bursting into song,
Singing,
The hills are alive.
With the sound of music.
Our youth is renewed.
Wendy Jae
Copyright © Wendy Rycroft | Year Posted 2017
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