Marigolds are happy souls,
Faces turned to Heaven with smiles.
Mirroring like the moon the radiant sun,
Reflecting from ground upward.
This spring I added a single marigold
To each usual bed of
Purples and reds and whites,
Turmeric tinge of seasoning.
My garden is more joyful this year,
My heart along with it.
Thanks to the marigolds,
The happiest soul of flowers.
Burton's World 
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I suck at poetry. Truth is that my Dad basically wrote my poetry assignments in school. Bet people would have been surprised that he had this skill. Hadn’t thought about that in years. Thanks!