I never paid you much mind

Always soft and bright and kind

You rested upon sunflowers

Shined brightly in early morning hours

An ever present glow

These soft bright yellows.

Until you told me it was your favorite

With a smile on your face

I may as well have hated it

But how could I make such a mistake?

It’s hues fill my heart with warmth

Flicker in fires and starlight

Appearing in many forms

Happy, hopeful, a delight.

Your smile is like gold

Your eyes shine like the sun

Though yellow may be bold

Like you, it’s pretty fun.