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!
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