clears his throat, to recite ...
The Sun Has Seen Fit ...
... to grace us with a certain yellow
a floral joy both shocking and mellow
baseball player kids who love their nutty seeds
happily chewing the fruit of flowers that also feeds
the richest meadows store december sun rays
and help us get over january winter yesterdays
some insist on daily toil
but the youngest part of us is the last to spoil
still the neighborhood bees
dancing for coworkers in childhood fruit trees
where to find their brightest yellow nectar star
sunflowers rich with the coming spring exactly where they are
covered in pollination cross
abide by every dude's real boss
quietly the flowers of our sun
a grand van gogh statement of how our earth still gets things done
to Mary and Steph
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