Yellow

Amidst the weeds I find you,
Little yellow flower,
Thriving in the morning lightness,
Your subtle swaying in the breeze,
You smile at me.

I have found you,
Little yellow flower,
Up through the rocks growing.
Wild. Quiet. Beautiful. Humble. Yellow.
I smile at you.

You have found me,
Little yellow flower,
In my weeds and rocks,
Breathing to thrive,
Swaying.

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