Tuesday, 19 May 2020

The Sunshine Flower

Walking through a field of gold
It is the sunflower that I behold
A golden-green delight 
She stretches out to the sun so bright.

This stately beauty 
Has so much to give
Oil and seeds 
To help us live.

Your winning ways
Make my day
 You are dear sunflower
So pretty, positive, generous  and gay!








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