Stoically you stand your ground
Against all odds you reign!
Although they never look at you
With anything but disdain!

Splashes of yellow upon bright green
You cling to Mother earth!
They seek to purge you from their lives
But they don’t know your worth!

Nature never makes mistakes,
Everything fits somewhere!
But they don’t think that you belong
And that simply isn’t fair!

Modest little yellow blooms
You’re welcome here with me.
Not only do you colour my world
But you make delicious tea!
  Submitted By: Nancy Crossman