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With a Spurn of Yellow and a Shout -
With a spurn of yellow and a shout –
A lone Mexican poppy
Aside the mountain path
Caught my meandering eye.
How diminutive was its stem
And so few were its petals –
Nevertheless – smart with poison –
As it stood there – tranquil.
For one who’s loud in color –
I warned the little poppy –
It’s not good to be popular
For you can be plucked easily.
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Amy Michelle Mosier
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