The Sunflower Poem by Fay Slimm

Towering tall, and smiling benignly on all
The sunflower stands.
Giant of heart and of limb.
Soaking up power, as hour by dazzling hour
The sunflower stares, face upward
And heat pours in.


Unseeing eyes, searching threatening skies,
The sunflower waits.
Thirst quenches growth all around.
Motionless leaves curl as they beckon the breeze.
The sunflower sinks feet deeper
Into parched ground.


Glistening seeds, bubbling in mane of wet gold,
The sunflower drinks
Deep of the cool summer rain.
Lion of flowers yields to deluging hours.
The sunflower sighs - unheard
Then smiles again.