Buttercups

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He brings them to me by the fistful.

His eyes full of wonder at the extravagance, the sheer bounty of beauty.

They are golden. Radiating bright love.

It occurs to me that even the most precious jewels could not bring as much joy as these simple blooms so freely given.

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