Standing tall with obese faces
but such slender stemmed graces
often staked to fend off hastened
violent winds of spring.
Below and in their places
Alice’d roses
with budding faces grin.
And all are smiling and thinking
of such nice places as
warming sunshine brings.
But what they love
and sets them blushing
with finest blooming buds
that will surely blossom,
is a gentle light winged
goddess sipping from their
inmost spaces,
not overlooking any places,
with flapping coloured wings.
David Taylor
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sunflowers-butterflies-and-roses/
