“The Meadow Filled with Sunflower, Tall and Yellow.”
By Mac
A north wind blows, deep snow in the meadowWhere earlier sunflower grew, tall and yellowNow winter lays cold and white on frozen groundThe rustle of yellow sunflower, a forgotten soundBut not in the faded memories of past springWhere flowers bloom and song-birds singThere, sunflower grow in the meadow stillAnd I can see them clear from a nearby hillThe days and nights of winter are so very longYet I want nothing more than songbird’s songAnd my meadow, where sunflowers once grewNot one filled with snow but the meadow I knewThe meadowfilled with sunflowerstall and yellow Written October 8th, 2001 © on Oct 08 2001 07:36 AM PST, RD McManes 0 • 10
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"A north wind blows, deep snow in the meadowWhere earlier sunflower grew, tall and yellowNow winter lays cold and white on frozen groundThe rustle of yellow sunflower, a forgotten soundBut not in the faded memories of past springWhere flowers bloom and song-birds singThere, sunflower grow in the meadow stillAnd I can see them clear from a nearby hillThe days and nights of winter are so very longYet I want nothing more than songbird’s songAnd my meadow, where sunflowers once grewNot one filled with snow but the meadow I knewThe meadowfilled with sunflowerstall and yellow..."