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I am a Sunflower

I wish I could be as vibrant and bold as a sunflower

Wish my petals could stretch towards the sun

in hopes of growing. I wish these pale painted

faces would stare in awh instead of disgust.

I wish I was as yellow as a sunflower

or maybe an oddly pink tone fleshed with red

I want my color to be praised not discussed

like dirt being picked out of fingers

 

I have come to the realization that I am a sunflower

Beautiful, bold, and magical

My brown petals stretch out from limb to limb

meeting at my bud with a smile so dazzling

and eyes small but fill with love and hope.

 

I am a sunflower in the boldest of ways possible

like coffee with no sugar no cream. I am loved like Jupiter

loves Juno, My brightness is appreciated like a full moon

at 12 midnight. I could fill a whole field with my petals

just for your grazing but you don't deserve it.

 

I am a sunflower. What are you?

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Written by
margaretta-sackor
20 / F / Liberian
Published
Oct 13, 2016
Lines·Words
19·173
Tags
#flowers#sunflowers#empowerment#petals#blacklivesmatter
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