Sunflower and Poppy – by Heather Mirassou

Yellow, yellow Sunflower,

what did you say?

I almost missed your bright petals 

in my path today.

I ask what would you be

if you were on a big stalk

like me?

Oh, I think I would be  

a red poppy.

Not as strong as thee,

so my petals can whisper

in the spring breeze.

My stalk flows weightlessly

so my petals can whisper 

in the wind you see?

You bloom in the summer,

I in the Spring.

You drop seeds from your wide eye.

Mine from pods to keep and seep.

Well I must go now,

My pods are about to burst!

The breeze is calling 

and the earth is thirsty for firsts.