Seeing the Sunflower Field

You will recognize the sunflower field when you see it she was told The butterfly smiled, halfheartedly, wondering if they would be bold Just fly straight south until you see a field you cannot resist he said. Saw berry fields and Queen Anne’s lace fields and tulip fields of red. Am I there? She asked her heart, but there was no reply. So, she stopped for a quick drink and then took back to the sky. A yellow field of golden beauties, each a perfect match. She landed on one. Surely this was the sunflower patch!