Yellow will be the dominant emotion

In the cool and damp
of a northwest spring;
between the snowstorms
and the rain,
You sow a daffodil,
bright promise
of the light to come,
of days when yellow is the dominant emotion
-- bright early sunrises,
yellow sands and yellow buckets,
sunflowers rising
and daisies blowing in the breeze,
goldfinches dancing in the garden --
keep climbing, love,
each step,
each carved stone step,
will bring you closer to the light.
And just beyond the top,
a field of daffodils, fluttering impatiently
await the lifting of the fog
to spill their bountiful cups of color.


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