I walked by a sunflower blooming yet small,
A big monarch butterfly perched on it glorious and tall,
An ant like me loves to stay on the ground,
I fugured it best to assess how I could serve the crown,
I longed for the rose to be thr place where we'd meet,
Though I have accepted the sunflower to be sufficiently sweet,
Whether you consider me a servant, friend or a king,
Maybe even a jester,
Just know that your laughter, companionship, the joy that you bring,
Have led me to ask how to make things better,
I'll be content with the oil and forsake the nectar,
Near or far I'll be by your side so aim high,
I just want to see you fly.