Before January Ends

No, don't wither,
sunshine, sunny sunflower;
Your life is long,
lasting as the light, 
enduring even longer!

No, don't wilt, 
charming, cheerful sunflower;
Broad hands of green
and towering sturdy stance -
rise, rise even higher!

Nature will run its course
and the tangible will droop;
but, no, your spirit won't die -
the Heavens will do this pauper a favor
and scatter your seeds 
over the rich, vast earth.

Worry not, darling sunflower -
after the wilting comes the bloom.
With your sweetness transform the barren land
into a stunning blanket of yellow
into a field of smiles
into a place of euphoria 
and blissful sighs!

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