Nurture me
Guide me
Help me grow
Light a path for me
Make me comfortable
Stop me from twisting and turning in on myself
So that my vines would not crush me and render me lifeless
Shelter me from the world's weathering
Do the things that I am convinced I cannot do for myself
These are the things I ask of you
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The Sunflower
PoetryI asked her why she was crying She said, "How else do you expect me to water myself?" This short collection of poems tells the story of personal growth and the emotional consequences of its achievement. Maybe you are the sunflower, or perhaps you m...
