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Sunflowers


I never liked sunflowers.

I thought they were clich 

The way roses are

 

I never liked sunflowers.

I thought their stems were weird

And weren't like those of a tulip

 

They're too. . .sunny

And I don't know how to deal

With each falling petal.

 

To be true, they're a mess.

 

Up until I was given a book

With sunflowers on the cover

And I smiled at the irony.

 

We're more alike than I thought.

 

 

I guess I like sunflowers now. . . 

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