Sunflower
Wilting SunflowerFrom days gone by
Slowly reminding
Of the fall to come
Snow covers
Holding it down
Yielding to sacrifice
of all
What comes forth
Shall be seen…
Spring will
Come again.
I wrote Sunflower in the midst of some personal struggles.
Several months later my daughter wrote a poem called "Spring" that absolutely cheered my heart (and still does). It makes me happy every time I read it.
Spring
Flowers bloom
Leaves bud
Spring is finally here
I hear the birds
As if they're trying
to shout "Hooray!"
Green grass
Green leaves
They all seem happy
Flowers bloom
Leaves bud
Spring is finally here
I hear the birds
As if they're trying
to shout "Hooray!"
Green grass
Green leaves
They all seem happy
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