"Crown of gold,
And cloak of green,
Radiant beauty,
She stands a queen.
She dances in the
Morning breeze,
And provides the work
For busy bees.
Who is this gentle maid,
Upon whose head
Gold locks are laid?
She is the beautiful
Buttercup.
-Tracie Kaska
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Flower Crowns
FanfictionA kiss to her forehead. A whisper in her ear. "I love you" _______ He didn't know he had fallen until he was dreaming in Daffodils.