Maximilian Sunflowers

You wait all summer long,
Watching stalks of green grow tall,
And then they bloom with golden flowers
Around the first warm week of fall.
It was worth the wait to see
Those slender stalks of golden plumes.
It nourishes soul to see them there,
Those little suns dispel all gloom.
But best of all is what comes next:
When those first flowers turn to seed,
A flock of tiny finches comes
And clings to sturdy stems to feed.

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