My Little Sunflower

By Carly Wenninger

    You said I was your flower.

My hair was gold as a sunflower

You would braid it all pretty, take care of me

As I grew old, you forgot to water me

But I just reminded you over and over again

Then, you got a new flower

A rose, red hair in braids.

As my hair grew darker and darker,

You forgot to water me more and more

You took me away from my sun

You stopped watering me.

Now I’m a shriveled up sunflower

When you try and braid my hair

I break.


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