So, beautiful you are
in the field of wilds flowers
you are a common flower
you brighten up the field
with your beautiful gold
You brighten the days of a lover’s eyes
you are a flower of many
But you are your own beauty
You are the beauty of age
So, thin and small rich in color
you rob the lover’s hearts
You are the beauty
even when dust makes its way in
you stand out among the wild
in the fields, you glow
You are the art of the painter’s eyes
the meadows deep shadows on the graze
the painter paints away at your beauty
of gold swaying, back and forth
You are the beauty
among all the wildflowers
you sprinkle your love
around the drake’s old tree  
You beautified the land
You are my childhood flower
my eyes had always desired
I had to pick you and take you home
to lighten up the place.

Judy Emery © 1984
The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Judy Emery