A poem for a gloomy morning – One small glimmer of hope from a lonesome poppy.
A lonesome poppy,
yellow like the sun.
Sitting randomly in a trough
it doesn’t know the summer’s gone.
Its brightness stabbing through the autumn gloom.
Good morning poppy
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