I never paid you much mind
Always soft and bright and kind
You rested upon sunflowers
Shined brightly in early morning hours
An ever present glow
These soft bright yellows.
Until you told me it was your favorite
With a smile on your face
I may as well have hated it
But how could I make such a mistake?
It’s hues fill my heart with warmth
Flicker in fires and starlight
Appearing in many forms
Ha...