Sunday, August 15, 2021

sunday morning poem


sunflowers

sunflowers in the summer growing,
growing up towards the light;
light and warmth which draws them upward,
upwards striving in their might.

mighty golden heads with seeds there,
seeds to sleep in winter's ground;
heads which turn from dawn till sunset
following the sun's path round.

by heather thomas from a journey through time in verse and rhyme

1 comment:

  1. This does sound like a Waldorf poem and is beautiful! Our sunflower is done blooming.

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