Wilting

The magnificent sunflower,
Masked only by nightfall,
Holds a magical power,
To capture and enthrall.

Among the sea of gold,
Lives one above the rest.
Her stories have been told,
With passion and with zest.

Her brilliance attracts many:

The buzzing bee,
Alive and free.
The charming butterfly,
The brilliant firefly.
The secretive bat,
The sauntering cat.
The noble blue jay,
All in one day!

Her brilliance attracts many.

But beauty only lasts so long.
Her stem begins to tilt,
Her petals begin to wilt:
The ending of a favorite song.

To the earth she belongs.


-b.m.