From a distance I could see
the sunflowers resting against
white stucco. Stubborn plants,
with tall, thick stems that hold
their heads high until their life
span ends in autumn.Their heads hold life for wintering birds, so while their long, woody stems grow tired, and their heads are bowed,
their life energy lives on. If they could hope, it would be that they remain leaning against the garage until spring. Feeding the birds, and
maybe a squirrel or two.
“….balancing the wish to be lost with the need to be found.
~ Billy Collins, Questions about Angels
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