Sunflower Field Kate Braun
But I didn’t mind. My heart is mended, My mind is at peace, I am complete without him— And soon, they will be too.
The Sunflower Field alone Was able to elicit everlasting joy.
I could feel the graze of the petals on my calves, Smell the crisp aura of the refreshing scent, And taste the roasted seeds. I had dreamt of a sunflower bouquet at my wedding Since the moment we first encountered their beauty.
A gentle smile slowly formed as I envisioned it: This bouquet will look heavenly atop his casket.
When visiting one dawn, I reached down occasionally,
Plucking flowers from the stem. I placed them gently in my hair, Just like he would always do.
Although he has been gone for many suns, I can still feel him. Everywhere.
The Sunflowers stared at me blankly, Wondering why I had come To visit them alone. They whispered to each other anxiously; I felt their worry as I suffocated in the trauma of my past.
Little Bells | Olivia Wolber | Acrylic
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