Sunflowers
I never liked sunflowers.
I thought they were clich
The way roses are
I never liked sunflowers.
I thought their stems were weird
And weren't like those of a tulip
They're too. . .sunny
And I don't know how to deal
With each falling petal.
To be true, they're a mess.
Up until I was given a book
With sunflowers on the cover
And I smiled at the irony.
We're more alike than I thought.
I guess I like sunflowers now. . .
This poem is about:
Me