I took a walk around my neighborhood and all I found was grass, I wanted to write about something that actually means something to me. A flower that I don’t need google to identify, but simply just looking at it I know a whole lot. I did do some research and it turns out that it symbolizes friendship, loyalty, and good fortune just to name a few. To me it’s just a flower with many meanings, including memories.

When I see the yellow,

It reminds of the sun

It reminds me of light rays

That hit my skin on a summer day

It reminds me of warmth

Of love, of being free

It reminds me that everything will be just fine.

The yellow of the sunflower brightens my day

Like a toddler when given ice cream 

On a hot summer day.

Its beautiful soft leaves

Activates the sense of touch

That I once thought I didn’t have

It brings a smile to my face 

When there is a “resting b*tch” face.

I remember when I was younger

There was a lady that sold flowers.

She would walk through the streets with her daughter, buckets on their head filled with beautiful colors.

She would shout my mom’s name

Which translates to ‘Sun Angel’

Another reason why I love the sunflower.

My mom would walk up to her with sparkling eyes, and she would obsess over every single flower she would be selling.

She would use her senses.

With her big eyes she would look at the colors

With her soft hands she would touch the petals

With her fine nose she would smell the flowers

And with her ears she would hear the crunch of the dry leaves at the bottom of the bucket.

Despite all the flowers, she would always choose the same one.

The Sunflower.

-Gigi