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“Sunflowers”


Her whole being screamed summer time loving


From her blinding long golden hair


With untamable curls that spring out at every imaginable angle


To her rosy cheeks that you could swear Olwen herself kissed


Her forest green eyes resembled the land


That could plant a love in you that could grow to over 200ft tall


Her hips curved like a strong flower that is always in bloom


Even her spirit was so bright you could bask in it even in the break of night


You must be careful though because just like the sun her soul could burn you


It’s no wonder her favorite flower is the sunflower


For she was indeed a sunflower that grew legs


And if I were her that would be my favorite flower


How could it not cause she’s my favorite everything

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