Great bursts of golden flowers grow
without the aid of human hand,
a million petals set aglow
as sunshine pours upon the land.
I gaze on gleaming fields to see
great bursts of golden flowers grow,
a gift of glory, made for me
to revel in their dazzling show.
Where raindrops fall and breezes blow,
where gracious soil provides abode,
great bursts of golden flowers grow,
a blessing on my life bestowed.
Some choose the blossoms man has tamed,
but I among the meadows go
to seek the dandelions' flames
where bursts of golden flowers grow.
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Ode to your favorite flower
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Author Notes
The quatern is a poem of four quatrains. In each verse the repeating line drops one line, so that it starts as the first line in the first verse and eventually becomes the fourth line in the final verse. It is a rhyming poem, but the rhyme scheme is at the poet's discretion. I have chosen ABAB. I have also made a slight modification in the final repeating line.
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