Creative Writing
Sunflower Poem
One single sunflower, standing tall
Trapped in a corner, behind four walls
Craving the strength, from only one
Many know it, its name? The sun
Living though motionless
Dependent and Powerless
Waiting for that which moves
Its actions, their love shall prove
Taken away from fields of light
Its freedom now, a broken kite
Awaiting days, shortened too
The result of this, a heart split in two
By Kiara Astika - Year 9