Ada Gibson, Grange Street, Clayton-le-Moors.
Sunflower, Sunflower,
Why look so sad
As you try and try
To reach up to the sky.
Your leaves swish about
Like the wings of a dove
If only the sun,
Would shine from above.
Yet I love you as you are
And when the time comes
As the cold winds do blow
Mother Nature will fold you
In a blanket of snow.
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