The fields of yellow <br /> Cast their glow <br /> Upon the earth <br /> So we will know, <br /> They are waiting <br /> For early morn <br /> When they can raise <br /> Their heads once more. <br /> Bending, smiling, in the breeze <br /> Twisting their heads <br /> Toward the east, <br /> Waiting for the rays of sun <br /> So they will know <br /> A new day has begun.<br /><br />Bea Morgan<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-sunflowers/
