The Perfect Flower

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The two children searched
over hill and dale

Even after the day
did into night sail

Little girl and boy
spent hour after hour

As did the countryside
all their time devour

Until the silvered moon
stood above on high

And with the stars
brightened up the sky

Determined not to quit
though hope began to sour

Before they had found
the most perfect flower

Hues of yellow and red
in their radiance done

For it truly was
their mother’s favorite one

So you can imagine
their shouts of delight

When a field of sunflowers
appeared before their sight

As they ran to cut
the most beautiful one

For their lovely mother
who was second to none!

Teresa Marie  12/13/11 ©