Small yellow

And then there’s small yellow
the voice of the Spring
which always each year
brings reason to sing
For this yellow, resplendent
like a slap in the face
tells winter still lurking
to be gone from this place
As now are the times
for the warming of knees
and the walking on sand
beside summer seas

This yellow like sunshine
grabs hold with embrace
imbued with a gifting
born simply of grace
And in small yellow flowers
Forsythia gives
a voice to the Spring
and the reason it lives
Reflecting the sunshine
with colour and more
it gives us the promise
of what lies in store

©Jemverse

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