Sunflower
I’m in a beautiful Garden called Heathcote sitting in the middle.
With my bright green stem and roots deep under the ground with my yellow flower.
I’m a sunflower .
I feel a breeze making my stem sway left to right in the burning sun
With my friends red tomato,sunny rattish mr. eggplant.
I’m a sunflower.
And bees buzzing next to me.
Last month I was so much smaller and my leaves were more dainty.
Next month I will be freezing cold and I will be dead.
I’m a sunflower.
I love sunflowers and I love the ending of the poem.