posted for Poets United's Thursday Think Tank : sunflowers
Her round baby face
was my sunshinewhen she was two.
She shone golden as the sun
as up she grew.
But then came
years of tears
and betrayed heart
and betrayed trust,
as she sought love
the way true seekers
always must.We both love sunflowers
for their brightness
and their shine,and how they dare
to dream the heavens
as they climb.
There is no happy ending,
just our lives,
flowing through
the ups and downs
that oh so slowly
make us wise.
But her voice has
laughter in it,
these days,
when I call,
for she found
the love
she had been
seeking,
learned
to trust it,
after all,
slowly
opening her heart
the way
a sunflower
gently lets
each
golden petal
fall.
I loved this and I love her photo; cute, so adorable!~ Yes, life is quite a climb. I loved your words and the images that arrived! Beautiful~
ReplyDeleteIt sounds like this is written with someone very dear in mind. loved the read
ReplyDeletemy boys were just fighting, but they remain mighty sunflowers in my eyes
ReplyDeleteSo very real. Gorgeous piece.
ReplyDeleteThis is so beautiful, so touching, Sherry. You are truly blessed, Sherry.
ReplyDeleteI didn't do the prompt. But, when I saw it, knew I would have to write about one certain person. You did that for both of us, Sherry. Thank you,
ReplyDeleteElizabeth
Aww... watching children grow from sweet to sour back to sweet can be difficult. I'm reaching that stage soon and don't know how I'll survive. Thanks for reminding me it's just a phase.
ReplyDeleteShe is so cute...sunflowers reminded me of my daughter too~
ReplyDeleteThanks for sharing your journey...
Utterly beautiful. Sherry. She is precious, as you are.
ReplyDeletehttp://www.kimnelsonwrites.com/2011/09/01/seek-the-son/
Lovely story!
ReplyDeleteThe sunflowers is so much like the sun it makes you wonder if the Prime Creator loved it so much he wanted it to be closer so her made the sunflower. But your prose about your precious child is beautiful. Yes, we weather all the storms of upsets and betrayals and hopefull at the end of it all we have raised a wonderful being. It sounds as if you succeeded Sherry. Lovely.
ReplyDeleteA lovely story, perhaps no happy ending, and they all lived happily every after, but a beautiful story all the same!
ReplyDeleteWell interwoven to reveal the beauty and hard-earned lessons in life. She must be happy.
ReplyDeleteMy friend, what I love most about this poem is the complete lack of judgement and the open, unselfish and passionate love you have for your daughter. Lovely!
ReplyDeleteThe sunflower simile is wonderful, especially: "a sunflower gently lets each golden petal fall."
ReplyDeleteAs in:
Discarding the baggage we no longer need
to carry, face turned toward the sun.
Beautiful writing Sherry...this is a new favorite of yours for me...love what you captured with this prompt....and your daughter was a adorable little girl...a beautiful sunflower indeed! :-)
ReplyDeletelike the song, you are my sunshine, my only sunshine...http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0_TGFXc5XQo
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