Passing By Poem by Ima Ryma

Sunflowers sun all knowing that
Their summertime is passing fast.
When fall comes to their habitat,
They too will fall and will not last.
And so they make the most of each
Sunny summer day shining on
Their happy faces stretched to reach
Sunlight they love before they're gone.
And on each day the sun does track
Its journey made across the sky,
The sunflowers all do wave back
To thank the sun for passing by.

Sunflowers watch each setting sun
And wonder is this the last one?