Eight little arms🌻you're drawing me in🌻to your magic of yellow and glow. I've waited so long for you🌻weeks turned to months🌻💛when I buried your seed and had hope. How can you stand there so strong and proud?🌻while your stem is so thin - then the prize🌻A late little sunflower, drawing me in to your center of darkness, your head 🌻
