You rest on the branch of the magnificent tree,
As you flirt with the gentle summer breeze.
The radiant yellow that you wear, is like a drop of sun,
A spectacle one would love to share with everyone.
As you concede to the wind's soft foreplay,
By dropping on the ground and lay.
The golden drops now make a beautiful bed,
For many birds and beings to rest.
Oh windflower! You are a flower so dear,
In the harsh summer you bring so much cheer!