The Happy Flower
by Annie Jenkin

The patina of brush strokes
chases up a memory
of American history—
the sunflower's birthplace.

But here, beyond a pastel blue
and pale lite window
a man passes by, stops …
caught up by the brightness

in the sunflower's beam
of golden glory. Their crowns
filled with goodness, it takes
just one seed to share

this token of peace and hope
also of friendship. Perhaps today,
right now … I can go outside
and gift him a flower.

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