you will have a chance seeing
the sunflower
poetess
only
once,

a glimpse
you love it but you can only love it once
when it faced the sun so bravely
chanting

singing her one and only song
then she goes away
like the sunflower
wilting

bowing to the ground
surrendering her many seeds
falling scattering

it is only the rain that comes
to bring her back to life again

her seeds sprouting again
not just with a mother song
but children poems
all along.

RIC S. BASTASA

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/298/