Sunflowers

I planted sunflowers along our fence this summer. They grew tall and yellow and bright, following the sun. They were cheerful and brought smiles to my face.

And then it rained. And it rained and it rained some more. I'm afraid my bright cheerful sunflowers forgot what it felt like to reach for the sun, and they bent over with weight and weariness. Now they remind me more of giant shower heads. Poor sunflowers.

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