Buttercup

The buttercup in splendor
Lays amongst the grass
Spreading out her beauty
While taking on the task
Of calling all the insects
That might be passing by
To come and taste her nectar
That she gives without a sigh
For in it lies her future
To go beyond her roots
While searching for that promise
That in her heart is true
That she is meant for great things
Beneath a sky of blue
To fill this field with yellow
That glows within her hue
Some may come and pick her
And speak of their true love
But she will gaze forever
At the heavens up above
PTT 09.11.18.