In the middle of spring

A season where you bring

Love, happiness and a new beginning

Is when a little yellow flower bloomed

Around her, birds sing, trees sway

And loomed

Everything’s bubbly and the

Cloud was never gray

She love nature and she was part of it

The little yellow flower wanted it to remain that way

Many days passed and she noticed

That the same kind of flowers but in

Different colors grew

Some were pink, others white and

The rest, like the color of honey dew

And the little yellow flower with her looks was teased

The pink flower beside her wasn’t pleased

“You look sickly and weak” she said

“Don’t you come near me. You’re ugly” she even added

The little yellow flower remained silent and

Willed herself not to cry

She wished that right there and then she’d rot and die

“Look she even lacks a petal” the white flower observed

The orange flower agreed and said,  “ She’s a hideous flower.

That, she only deserves”

The little yellow flower bowed her head in shame

She pretended she can’t hear and can’t see anything

And that she’s lame

Then one day, a blue butterfly came around

And the dazzling flowers in the field he found

With enthusiasm, he went up to them and said hi

The pretty flowers giggled first before letting out

A dreamy sigh

“Who do you think is the prettiest among us?”

Asked the white flower

The butterfly replied, “That, I can’t tell since you all differ”

“By tasting our nectar will that help you decide?”

The orange flower inquired

“Well, I guess so” the blue butterfly shrugged and complied

One by one, he tasted the nectar each flower possessed

And he thought, they all taste the same

Therefore, the prettiest he could never guess

But his eyes landed on the little yellow flower who kept silent

The entire time

And noticed how humble looking she was and she

Smelled like lime

“You” the butterfly began, “is the prettiest flower I’ve ever seen”

The three of other flowers were petrified and together they screamed,

“Why her?!” they demand

She wasn’t even part of the plan

The blue butterfly circled around the yellow flower

He touched her soft petals and they were soft like a feather

The yellow flower blushed and looked away

The butterfly smiled and he thought of something to say

“She knows where she stands

And she knows who she is.

She never demands

And she’s not a beast”

“She sits in silence

And appreciate everything around her

Though she lacks confidence

She manages to pull herself together”

“And the three of you

Be ashamed of what you’ve done

You all have the beauty but

You could never be as beautiful as this one”

And with that said

The blue butterfly kissed the yellow flower goodbye

“Thank you” the flower whispered

“It’s nothing. And remember what I said, they weren’t lies”

After that incident, the yellow flower spent her days lovingly

With the other flowers towards her being too friendly

Then came the day where she had to leave

And the other flowers refused to believe

And as the yellow flower started to wilt and fade away

With a smile on her lips

She closed her eyes

And remembered what the blue butterfly had to say.