Let us take the time to look
Upon the lowly buttercup
Her beauty is there for all to see
She sits there very prettily
Full of golden glowing grace
A sunny smile upon her face
She feels not need to compete
With others who are more elite
She grows where others wouldn't dare
Brightening a patch once bare.
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(22/9/2012)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nice poem Barbara. I like buttercups too.