The Happiness of a Sunflower

Her face turns, the petals stretch toward the sunlight,
She stands tall, and ready for the nascent day,
Already seeing that the possibilities are bright —
She teaches me by showing, as her silent words say,

Stand, bloom, let worries not destroy,
The true light on your face will impart joy.

 

 

I could not resist writing a poem about this sunflower that I saw in the garden this morning. Shared with the Tuesday Platform.

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