I remember my little sunflower out on the soccer field. She would pick up beetles and bring them over to show me,while the soccer ball would roll right past her feet. Her coach and all of us would scream, "lily, the ball, the ball!" Sometimes she would go after it and sometimes I would yell, "other way", but sometimes she would just show everyone the beetle. I was trying to get her to look at the camera here, but again, "a girl interrupted" by a bug. Lily, please don't buy into cool or worry what people say. Always remember that bullies are empty and afraid and take pity on them, but never be the bully. You are beautiful, I love you, and the world has been in need of a Lily for quite some time. Don't ever change.
See a flower in a field of many; it looks just like the sun
High above the ones below, and a foot above my head
Just as yellow as the sun, yellow as a rose is red
It's contemplating, there's something, crawling on the ground
The other flowers face straight out wanting to be seen
This one focused on the floor wanting just to see
I call to her, she lifts her face, and smiles back at me
Then picks up something from the field ignoring where she was planted
She pulls up her roots, then makes her way, over to where I stand
And there it is, an emerald with six legs, crawling in her hand
"What is it, she asked?"
I say, "I think it's Japanese."
"Because that's where he's from," she asks?
"Not sure,' I must confess,'but that is a possibility."
She leaves the jewel for me to watch and runs back to her game
And even if she doesn't win; I sure am glad I came
She kicks the ball then stops to see if her bug is safe with me
I shake my head and smile at her, and she smiles back so wide
I looked straight at the sun that day, but it didn't burn my eyes
- Calvin "Cheese Grits" Yerke