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Death of a Sunflower
Amidst the garden's flowered scents
Where rain had freely marched,
A huge sunflower lay unearthed,
Its stem no longer starched.
How sad to see its giant face
Now wilting in the heat
And grimmer still to know its fate
Had met such bleak defeat!
A silent tear dripped down my cheek
Remembering the day
I'd planted tiny seeds with hope
To gain a grand bouquet.
I doubt the finches knew the fact
A summer storm might loom
Although they'd dared to eat the seeds
Within the yellow bloom.
Nearby some ants were working hard
Rebuilding sandy hills;
I thought about their attitudes,
Their diligence and skills.
What pests I saw within these ants
And I, the greater force,
Could easily have smashed their home
And felt no true remorse!
Twas nature's look at give and take
That made me stop and think
How birth and death and life between
Are settled in a blink.
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Written 8/20/07
following a heavy storm
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By Peggy Paris
© 2008 Peggy Paris (All rights reserved)
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