Of all the flowers in the garden,
Of all the blossoms on the trees,
There is one thing I'm not sure of:
Why did you ever choose me?
I'm not a raving beauty,
I'm not even halfway there,
But there must have been
some reason for you to care.
Was why beauty so overwhelming?
Were my petals soft to your touch?
I cannot think of the reason
Why you cared for me so much?
So why did you ever choose me?
Why did it have to be me?
For, I'm just a little buttercup
Growing underneath a tree.
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