Sunflower Dreams

In a barren field
I cast seeds
from my hands.

I leave them
to take root,
to grow beneath
their namesake
as a whisper
of my smile.

Remember me
when your gaze
settles on
the thousands
of sunflowers
I’ve left behind.

Walk beneath them,
bask in the grin
the flowers give
as their heads nod
in the breath
of Indian summer.

~ Nikki Anne Schmutz

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