Look at me! Look at me!
The little one says "Here",
The tall one says "Whee!",
But the sun always kisses its one.
Steady and strong,
Stretching high from the ground,
Is the sun's gift,
Called the lovely "Sunflower".
Being brightest, boldest and best,
Standing facing the sun,
Holding its value,
Respect, Glory, Colour.
An anthophile,
Sitting by the fields of golden,
Waiting for it to bloom,
Only knows the pulchritude of yellow.
"Today, I am dancing,
Turning towards that glorious sun,
Making my presence known,
With my magical sunflower yellow."
-Savarnnaa~
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