Made of light
and rousing grace
brilliant and bright,
natures perfection
of pure delight -
Corollas with soft smiles
glowing upon stretching fields
that go onward for miles and miles,
standing firm and upright
in ranks and files -
Fresh as clean country air
faces to the sky
wind caressing their petaled yellow hair,
these the tall gaurdians of beauty
with stalks so strong and heads so fair -
They are summer's kings and queens
enchantingly dancing bold and royal
far and wide across a field of dreams,
here upon this hill for hours I shall sit
embracing this ethereal scene -
Wow. What a picture you paint Smoky. Elvira was sitting next to me as I read it out loud to her and she wad enthralled. One of your very best.
A great poem, my four year old daughter wants to plant some sunflowers seeds, she loves them, a great write.
Yellow is my favourite colour and I love sunflowers - your poem is beautiful Smoky.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
another lovely lovely poem! ! !