does the flower wonder when it is a bud;
…will i grow to be as radiant as that golden
sunflower that has all
of the sun’s attention and
the clouds hovering
o’er, fawning over its beauty?
so too, i ask, when a crimson cardinal perches on
a large arbor oak’s limb does it stand with pride
that this winged angel visits in its glorious plume
vest, singing to greet the morning gold horizon
little do we know of this that is considered only
a human condition but in that i believe love is
the intrinsic fiber of all, then surely would be
shallow of us to think otherwise of the flower,
the cardinal and the tree
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