Pavement Flower
On the humorless steps
of a somber public building,
I paused awhile,
Looked down and saw
something mischievous
that playfully peeped
Through a dark crack
there on the concrete,
grayish, glum pavement.
There it was, a delicate,
bright yellow flower,
swaying alone and tiny
In the light urban breeze.
In dazzlingly radiant abandon,
it gratefully, though mutely, said:
"Thank you!" to the sun above
that, by looming skyscrapers,
was always partly hidden.
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