Out my kitchen window, I planted to see,
My giant sunflowers, swaying now, softly.
Planted behind the marigold plot,
Up they arose along the fence, a great spot.
Harvesting seeds from last year's crop,
The dried, crusty bloom, many seeds I did drop.
A few to the birds and I gathered all the rest
To plant this year; it was sort of a test.
And soon they emerged, up and up with speed
Staked, planted firm against their own weight and need.
The bees gather round more than before,
I spotted a mantis, praying for more.
And in my observation, today God speaks,
As I stood by the window thinking on summer weeks.
The first and the largest now hangs its head in grace,
For it has served its purpose, now the seeds take its place.
The others stand round with multi-blooms on stock
At watch over the fence, no hesitant balk.
As if to know they serve us with whimsical beauty and purpose
But their days are numbered, preparing soon to leave us.
I think of my son, and his shining short season,
How he was like this sunflower, deliberate with reason
Planted and nurtured to leave memory seeds.
That I will continue to sew for as long God sees.
And my hope is that one will grow in your yard.
A bright yellow flower to always stand guard.
A reminder of seasons, some short and some long,
But a memory of grace told in a sunflower song.
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