sunflower

i was a yellow sunflower

at the back of the garden.

unnoticed, my bright petals.

disregarded, my long stem.

i was a glass vase

with nothing inside.

empty, i was left.

discarded, i became.

october ninth,

you took the sunflower

and put it in the vase.

you filled my vacant glass of a body

with colorful life.