Day Eight – Sunflowers

Day eight’s prompt was to write about a flower. This is how I decided to answer the prompt.

Birdseed flying high, dropping low

As the birds create a war

Not knowing waste hits ground floor

An unexpected surprise arise

A while later though no one tried

Tall green stems—many arrived

With buds so big it fills your eye

Curiosity has gotten the best of me

What kind of flower will I see

And what color will it be

Silly me only one kind

Sunflower was the seed

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