The sunflower lived for the sun,
one look at the ball of fire and,
the flower opened up it’s heart,
to embrace the warm rays ,
from it’s lover ,the Sun.
Everyday, for as long as it lived,
the sunflower longed to be in the vicinity,
of it’s heartthrob, the Sun.
It followed him throughout the day.
from East to West, it would sway,
as the Sun set, the flower would droop,
with dejection and heartbreak,
longing for the next day.
when it could blossom again.
Sun, mighty, powerful Sun,
unaware of the devotion of the flower,
decided to play hooky for a few days.
It didn’t show up, it stayed away.
The sunflower clutched it’s aching heart and
fell to the ground, with a moan and a sigh,
Unseeing eyes kept staring at the sky.