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