Sunflower
Yellow and tall
As if trying to reach their namesake
Sunflowers stretch out to the sky
As if they are reaching hands
To the stars
To the clouds
To someone far away
But right there
And that is how some friendships are
My hands reaching out
Their hands out waiting
And now we are here
In sunflowers
In friendship
I love the metaphor between sunny sunflowers and friendship, the reaching out. I feel happy reading this poem.
Thank you!! I might have to change my favorite flower to sunflowers or at least throw it in the top favorite!
Hour 21, Sunflower, led me to Hour 22, You. That made me long to walk, remorsefully, through a sunflower patch longing to regain friendships I had allowed to fritter away. Inadvertent or intentional? Regardless, well done!
Thank you! I was at the point where I was just putting words onto pages and I had already forgotten what happened the hour before XD So I’m really happy that they worked well together!
I liked the image of sunflowers reaching out… like the hands of friends… You make creating an analogy sound so simple. Well done!
Thank you! It just worked I guess you need to be super sleepy to make good analogies.