sunflower – Hues of Hankinson

It was a simple gesture

…………………. As the sun rose the seedling grew

Nosed its way nonchalantly through the weeds.

……………. Caressed by early summer sun,

Nourished by November rains.

With all its might it pushed through the merriment

Of opportunistic pumpkins and weary watermelons

And reached high for the sky,

………. One leaf at a time,

stretching sighing saluting the sun.

It was a simple gesture

…………. It spoke of unfaltering love.

………………………… The sunflower smiled

………… And reminded me that life is enriched

By the simple things.

This is for d’Verse meeting at the bar, where we were asked to consider silence. This sunflower was in my garden in NZ, planted as a seed by my husband to cheer me up in Spring/summer 2014 when I was unable to tend the garden following major surgery. I could see it from the bedroom window.