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.
