Wild, Lovely Foray

Sunflowers in a lavish bouquet, warm with the heat of day, Tall, elegant and lovely, faces turned in different directions, Like a pearly, August moon foray, as the sun is going away; While it bestows most recent, bronze, sunshine recollections. The lustrous leaves deep green, and just waiting to be seen, In the large, red-violet vase, on a table, beside the window, In zesty, thrill days of summer sheen, and fragrant dreams. Sunflowers, so elegantly yellow, by the south wall of indigo!