Swaying in the wind like a yellow Anemone in the deep ocean current.
Watching the sun intensely in jealousy as others give in and bow to the mighty yellow orb.
Bee’s tickle me until my petals start to fray.
Once staunch flowers look down and cry as they disappear with summer.
A dark cloud smothers the yellow beast as the last flower drops his head and surrenders to winter.
Months pass then; a seed, a stork and a new army faces the robust sun.
Blake
Watching the sun intensely in jealousy as others give in and bow to the mighty yellow orb.
Bee’s tickle me until my petals start to fray.
Once staunch flowers look down and cry as they disappear with summer.
A dark cloud smothers the yellow beast as the last flower drops his head and surrenders to winter.
Months pass then; a seed, a stork and a new army faces the robust sun.
Blake