Disease was rife, plants were dying
roots were warping, the soil was crying
Yet the Sunflower stood strong
Her beauty stood tall
She smiled and faced the sunshine through it all
Let us be like the Sunflower and weather the storm
turn away from the shadows
from the break of the dawn.
2 thoughts on “Hour 7- Season of the Sunflower”
Sunflowers are my favorite! I really like this poem.. positivity and the spirit of never giving up!
Yes, “Sunflower stood strong” as we have to remain strong. Good!