Wednesday, August 1, 2012

Silly Sunflower Rhapsody

Oh sunflower with so many eyes Your seeds lined up like serious soldiers intent on springing forth into some bird mouth. You seem always hopeful even with a katydid chomping on your brow. Oh sunflower you are so powerful filling a moaning viewer with hope to cope with whatever comes one's way. Everyday is beautiful with you in it.
 Oh sunflower, who gave you such beauty? And you don't seem at all snooty. You are the bounty the booty the beauty Oh, did you want to be food in your highest moment of sunflower realization? Did you know you would be food for bugs and birds and humans? Did you stand there waiting for me? "Ah, this is what I was made for, you felt so awed to be who you are.
Sunflower confers with his conscience, his  friend, his  diner, his pest , his  pesty  pest.


 Sometimes sunflower when your petals blow in the breeze do you feel like some soft music is playing?
 Ready for another day to begin. The green of your leaves spreading, shading less brave and hearty plants. You give so much in your, relative to mine, short life. 

sideways?
 From some angles, you are so questionable and enticingly  wild and bright ... such seeming disorder

But when face on, one can see that you are perfectly sensible and so meant to be.

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