Withered Sunflowers and Autumn

by Colly


On warm day’s the sunflower grows from the ground it’s sown into…

And in the heat of summer, basking in the ray’s of sunlight,

sunflower’s seem to enjoy the weather as if it’s just to their liking –

with the heat, the, clear, azure sky, the soft, intangible breeze.

Nothing perturbs their holiday weather!

And then it happens, ever so slowly, the chill sets in…

Before long the bright, yellow, petal’s start to drop.

The stem bend’s – the head droops.

Then, what was sunny takes on a husky appeal.

The wait is on then. For the scarecrow, the

orange pumpkin and the rustic looking sunflower’s

to welcome Autumn in its full bounty.


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