The Sunflower

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SUNFLOWER

She walked into the warm kitchen,
Pondering the beautiful flower.

One petal was lost the day of the storm in Maine.

A second petal was lost the night of the fire in California.

The third was lost the afternoon of the plane crash in Tennessee.

And as she got up from the table to make herself some toast,

A fourth petal fluttered to the counter.

She’d best go check the news.





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Kennedy W. said...
Jul. 31, 2009 at 11:07 pm
One of my favorite things about this poem that I wrote was the irony in the situation. This beautiful, happy sunflower predicts the next national disaster. I like to think of the sunflower as a protector...somethign that warns you, but only for so long... -kennedy :)
 
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