Posted on October 6, 2026July 29, 2026 by pattytacuri Poetry: Sunflower I wrote this poem in October of 2022. the sunflower longs for the warmth of summerwhere it feels loved and comfort-but summer has to end every year and fall comes in to kill herand she dies every autumn waiting for almost a year to be reborn Share this:Tweet Print (Opens in new window) Print Share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Share on TumblrLike Loading...