Helianthus
What could be more glorious,
than a flower draped in gold?
Bright, cheerful, named after the star
that gives it's warmth to us all.
Ahh the sunflower.
If ever a flower had it's cup half full,
It would be the one that salutes the sun
No matter how much it moves in the sky
A sunflower rejects the shadows
To bask in the golden, life-giving rays
A lion's mane, a shining star
A bloom with a halo
It evokes a smile from even the most dour passerby
It is joy in plant form
Oh to gaze at a field of sunflowers!
A delightful feast for the eyes,
But also also a nutritious snack
Salt those delicious buttery seeds
And they pair perfectly with a cool, fizzy beer
Beauty and function bundled into one
Other flowers may be more subtle
More delicate and perfumed
More architectural and complex
More fussy and fleeting
But the sunflower warms my heart