My dear,
you are my sunflower
facing the sun head on.
My dear,
your laugh is my medicine.
I could stare at your smile all day long...
if only you smiled more
My dear,
rooted to the crumbling dirt ground,
save some yellow for yourself.
Feb 24, 2021
Feb 24, 2021 at 1:34 PM UTC
My dear,
you are my sunflower
facing the sun head on.
My dear,
your laugh is my medicine.
I could stare at your smile all day long...
if only you smiled more
My dear,
rooted to the crumbling dirt ground,
save some yellow for yourself.
for a friend
I can't write happy, but I try.
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