Yellow

Written by Deeya Nambiar

Golden showers of flowers

I count not the tiny petals;

Suspended layers of yellow

Sunshine filtered and sparkled;

I call out to my admiring heart

“Step not on the fallen yellow;”

Layers spread by teasing wind

Laburnum trees blossom; and blossomed

memories from yellowing frames.

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