The Color Yellow

Dear Lord, you open my day
With a soft yellowish-glow
Filtering through morning’s mist
Rising from valleys below

Your sun moves from east to west
Radiating energy and light
Illuminating the world
Providing visual delights

The soft yellow roses abloom
With fragrant aromas found—
Marigolds in their deep hues
And buttercups all around

A walk through golden grain
As fields ripen in season
Goldenrod waving in breeze—
All seem to have a reason

Yellow appears in pigments
Coloring cars of our past;
Painting houses for our homes;
Tonka trucks for child that last

As eventide closes the day
With sun over horizon
Still your yellow-color glows
Upon the sky with reflections

Dear Lord, you close my day,
As the moon beams from above
And the galaxy of stars
Display you e’er present love

    -E. Pearl Anderson
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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Smalling Avatar
March 26, 2009 at 8:17 AM
Congratulations on your poem featured today. Do you read Gerad Manly Hopkins, your gifted craft reminds me much of him. God bless you
Christian Avatar
March 23, 2009 at 12:21 PM
aww wonderfuly written, I like yellow daffodils witht he orange middles they have a warm glow but yellow wasnt one of my fave colours but i think it is now, i have never warn anything yellow before, anyway a good poem from diane
Christian Avatar
March 23, 2009 at 12:20 PM
aww wonderfuly written, I like yellow daffodils witht he orange middles they have a warm glow but yellow wasnt one of my fave colours but i think it is now, i have never warn anything yellow before, anyway a good poem from diane
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