Sunflower

She rose to great heights,
Now dancing among the skies,
A nightly festival of lights,
Gorgeous art to the eyes.

Laying in a field of many,
Crowned in a halo of gold,
Love always in plenty,
Beyond any had foretold.

Rest, sweet queen,
In memory you’ll remain,
With us in every scene,
Between Tokyo and Spain.

I miss you, Sunflower.

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