“ The new country lay open before me: there were no fences in those days, and I could choose my own way over the grass uplands, trusting the pony to get me home again. Sometimes I followed the sunflower… Willa Cather
“ Despite knowingthey won’t be here for longthey still choose to livetheir brightest lives- sunflowers Rupi Kaur
“ Sunflowers, Not Facing the Sun (A Poem) I stand tall As gracious as one could be Blooming to my bestAs slender as it touches my being Everyone else is facing the sun Bending towards its unfathomable g… Annie Ali
