The Sunflower
It was just a sunflower
giving me all its hopeful power
and optimism.
The animism
that shined through its face,
and the large space
among the red piper cleaner smile
and large googly eyes had lit a fire
of hope.
This hope had been shared
and the flower cared
for me, as i was weak
and it was unique.
For it had become my mentor,
teaching me the value
of cheerfulness. For
it had given me its virtue,
and had paved the way
in believing everything was going to be okay.
And because of this,
my mentor,
I thank you.
With the bliss
and your
endless inspiring views,
I am able to see the beauty of optimism and hope once again.