The Sunflower
From a seed, started on the shelf.
I Planted with care. Elements to dare.
No fertilizer or chemicals seen.
It grew leaves of green.
The head large and full of seed.
Surrounded by a yellow screed.
Looking down from it's lofty perch.
It dances and gives a lurch.
Vibrant and strong.
The wind can do it no wrong.
Deep and thick are the roots.
Stands, like a pair of boots.
The stem, thick as my arm.
Making the wind seem calm.
Perfect in every way.
Forever and a day.
Copyright © Norman Purvis | Year Posted 2006
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