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Domingo en el cual dicen que es costumbre regalar flores amarillas.

Lately, it has become a cultural tradition to express this gesture of love, affection, gratitude, respect, among other things, towards a loved one, something that is normally seen in couples where they give each other yellow objects, not just flowers. To share with you, as a guest author, I created this image, which is a photograph edited a little with the application I use most. I will leave the link to it at the end of this post.

As I said at the beginning, today is a day when couples show their love, affection, and mutual respect through a simple gesture, which in many cases can mean a lot.

As I do not have any feelings of this nature towards anyone except my mother, who is the woman I love most, and my daughters, who for reasons of life are a little far from me at the moment but always present in my heart, I have decided to write this poem, which is inspired by several authors.

With a bouquet of sunshine in my hands, I smile in the daylight. These sunflowers represent the promises of summer and the joy that the street gives us day after day.

My cap is tilted slightly, which is how I best appreciate the world in your gaze. In the background, a police car is parked, but in front of you is a vandal whom fear has never stopped.

Your skin tone in this false gray makes me feel as if the flowers were made of gold from stem to root, a treasure.

This belongs to you because you are my desire. A hug from you feels like light; it feels like a trip to heaven.

These are details of joy and hope, a message of unparalleled happiness, for the flower is as fragile as glass.

But I continue to smile in the present as if I were carrying the sun in my hands. This poem makes me feel sincere love in this summer.

As if the asphalt turned into a yellow sea and the soul rose as if the sunlight in each flower were reflected like a lit candle, like a golden mantle that the heart carries, a promise lit for the long-awaited moment.

These sunflowers follow the dance of the day, there are petals of life and passion like life in the wild with lots of fantasy and my graffiti shining in every corner.