Sunflowers Poem by Val Jennings

Sunflowers are obedient,
to the sun's eternal light.
Drawn upward by the sun's warm rays,
they praise Him, day and night.

Their constant obedience
to the radiance from above,
is seen in their growth and beauty,
a reflection of their love.

They are a simple flower,
not chosen for their frame,
yet other flowers model them
and look upward just the same.

There are a thousand flowers
could be chosen for a bouquet,
there color and their fragrance,
a glorious display.

Yet the glory of the sunflower,
for it's not a lowly weed,
is often seen by man and beast
for they bless us with their seed.