Sunflower

The sunflower loves the sun,

but it wilters, when it wonders

if the sun loves it back.

It must know

the odds are terrible:

so many sunflowers

and only one sun.

But still, it signals

in the sunshine, and waits.

The world keeps teaching me so much about myself.

Published by meganporterpoetry

Poet. Writer.

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