Helianthus ...Sunflower

The beauty of the sunflower

so tall and strong

yet dominant.

With it's long

flowing green leaves

and stocky stem

to hold him up.

surveying the land around.

His happy yellow face

so big and round and gleeful.

And in the middle of her face.

Sits the seeds to sow and spread.

As the colour does change

They fall and flutter

to the ground and upon

the soil they will grow.

As too when the bees to

come and collect the pollen

from its head in the summertime.

In a field of buff sunflowers.

As the gentle breeze does blow.

I catch a glimpse of a rabbit burrowing

in the ground close by to me.

As a blackbird flies above my head.

I hear the gentle running of the stream

close to said farm's field.

I also hear the mooing of

the odd cow calling out.

And the sheep baaing in

another farmyard

next door to them.

I whiff a pong of smell stuff

lingering in the air.

And smile to myself.

Thinking it's time to go

home and get a nice hot brew

of a cup of tea and a biscuit or two

and chill indoors for awhile.