.
Sunflowers love and dream of the sunlight
and follow the warm glow
and everything bright
Inches each day into sky is their breach,
With ups and outs they grow
to ambition they leach.
So quickly time passed with Heads wide and tall,
Wrinkled necks thin and bowed,
Tears are dry seeds, they bawl.
Sunlight has made heavy heads
and dry soil for final resting beds.