Sunflower Mothers

[Ron65]

Have you noticed how sunflowers hang their heads because of its weight. Seeing sunflowers in my own garden, looking down at the smaller flowers as though watching over them was the inspiration of this free verse poem.

Sunflowers in my garden are dying

and are ready for the moment of death;

but whilst in their prime,

they caused the sun to hide its shame

by their glorious golden hues in times

when life was vibrant

and youth was on their side.

Overpowered by their cumbrous height,

they endured a season of millstones

as they towered above the lesser species;

yet, leaning forward with heads bowed down,

heavy with weighty burdens,

they act as though they were mothers

watching over adopted little ones.

Sweet, tender blossoms gazed upward

with tears of morning dew

dripping to the ground

in remorse for their dying, sunflower mothers.

Edited February 4, 2014 by Ron65