a sunflower became entangled in a thorn bush
whilst the wind blew strong but the flower
was saved from being uprooted because of the
sturdiness of the bush and so it was grateful
to live and thrive another day with the sun,
and the moon and stars at night
smile or be kind to someone today,
be their thorn bush…
the flower loves the sun, the sun loves the earth
the wind loves it because it rotates then lets it blow
in day and night where the stars love the dark
and moon loves the sea for its waves and tides
and the tree loves the rain, the birds love its
branches and as the wind lift their feathers to
fly high up to the mountain tops that kiss the
sky as the clouds hover by
and my heart and spirit love all this and i wish
that when my dreams then become reveries as
the morn arrives and i awaken to a heart next
to mine that loves me, in the like
