Tenacious Buttercup

Tenacious buttercup I love the way you look up The way you glow in the wind and storm The way your colours flag and sing And never fall -down. Even in a gale, you manage to cope It's like God holds your rein. In awe of you, he sees hope. Tenacious buttercup I love the way you look up Till you lay down and die in the meadow But in the hilt of your sword and shadow There is a cup of gold even for me to find faith. A chalice on a stalk heaven bent for all to see. In the mountains of my mind, I might climb But right where I stand Tenacious buttercup It's you who holds my hand And leads my way today