Yellow

by Lydia

. . . Golden rays

Piercing through towering thunderheads

. . . Someone who is afraid

To stand for what he believes

. . . Cheerful black-eyed susans

Lifting their heads

To the sun

. . . The breast of a carefree meadowlark

Trilling a beautiful song

. . . A small rubber duck

Floating

Amidst a mass of bubbles

. . . The legal pad of a eloquent lawyer

. . . Autumn leaves

Drifting along

On a gentle breeze

. . . The warm feeling that surges through my body

When something thrills me

. . . Frilly daffodils

Waving gaily

In the fresh zephyrs of spring

. . . Laughter bubbling

From an innocent child's lips . . .

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