Petals opening gently to greet a day's new morn sun,

oh, to behold, spun yellow gold, just for flower fun.

Rounded center,

Heliotropic
her florets follow
the sun

Each day
her head grows
heavier

Each day
he moves
across her sky

He never sees her

Simple heads, with great big smiles
Nodding in, their sea breeze aisles
Towering high, above this mother earth
Standing deeply,

Tall and majestic, they tower overhead.

The child is small and the stalk is long.

Grandfather waters it daily to make it

It blooms a while just for you,

That sun-kissed flow’r of golden hue;

It’s radiant warmth on a gloomy day

Soon