Defiant Sunflower

As I traveled down the road

The same ole scenery passed by.

Weeds, rocks, and of course, garbage –

Nothing beautiful caught my eye.

Then to my right

A bit of yellow –

One lone sunflower

Decided to grow.

Stop growing?

It would not.

Blend in?

It could not.

How it survived and thrived there

No one can rightly say.

It would have been easier

To let the weeds have their way.

But tall and vibrant it grew

Searching for light and the sun.

Listen close, it might say,

“I choose not to succumb.”

Thousands of flowers in a field

Rarely have the power

Or even the beauty

As that one defiant sunflower.

© 2015 ck’s days

Poems by ck!


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