Serenaded by Sunflowers
by Mark Fleisher

Bursts of yellow surrounding
a center dab of chocolate
visible in the early glow
of a spring sun
Held erect by sturdy stalks
bending not breaking
though grasped by
an occasional gust
The array gracing my table
came not from my feeble
attempts at producing
such beauty but from
a leisurely drive
along the boulevard
when an unending display
found only by a mistaken turn
serenaded my senses
Feeling no guilt
I harvested these few
for I knew others remained
for future admirers

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