Sunflower by Jessie 24 Oct2010
Sunflower standing tall
Standing high above them all
With peddles made of golden rays
Reminds you of these summer days
A face that follows the morning sun
But looking down when there is none
A darkened face as days go by
Ripened seeds for you and I
Birds will flock from miles around
To pick the seed from off the ground
When summers day begins to end
And autumn’s on its way
The Sunflower burst of beauty
Before its final day

LOST INNOCENTS…by Jessie

Children, the tiny seed of man; their innocents won’t last

For all the history of the fathers

Present to the past

What's sad is children never mean

Kind and pure of heart

People take that innocents and tear it all apart

The hopes and dreams of years to come

Placed within their hands

Expectations way to high

For them to understand

Pressures put on the child, from an early age

Just so fathers get the chance to stand on center stage

Weighting down the children’s will

Boot tight on their throat

Trench dug deep around their soul

A finely crafted moat

Children grow to be adults

And do as they were taught

While all along the fathers words

Sit within and rot

I lost a friend the other day
We "grew apart" as some might say
So close we were, so much we said
And now that bond is very dead
Together we used to walk the road
To empty all our heavy loads
My loads have never ceased to grow
Just like the seeds the farmers sow
But now I walk the road alone
And I as well have also grown
I'm not the one I used to be
When friends we were, I now can see
That it was important to drift away
For us to grow our separate ways
As you grew left, well, I grew right
All this without a hurt or fight
But now I feel the hurt inside
A hurt that I take pains to hide
From you, for I still love you lots
And often you take up my thoughts
For you, indeed, have grown quite well
Like trees in spring, where flowers dwell
I miss you much, and often crave
The friendship we so gladly gave
For we thought close we'd always stay
But as we grew, we moved away
And now we found we're far apart
Old friendships left, new ones we'll start

Destiny has arrived,
My time has come.

Despite there being,
much more to be done.

Ideas such as this,
come and go as they please.
Just as this life,
prepares itself to cease.

It came all too fast,
there was no time to prepare.
Swept off my feet as the very winds declare

"You who have lived,
a life short as can be,
Now it is time,
to decide who you want to be.
For good or for ill,
for the better or worst.
What you do is in your hands,
whereas your life shall disperse."

Remembered for what,
having done what, for whom.
What is it I feel,
am I willing to ****?

My very own life,
precious as can be,
for this sole reason,
what will I die for with glee?

The answer is simple,
How could I forget?
To pass on my seeds,
to whomever shall have them.

Giving the world my most heartfelt contribution,
sharing with the world, a most wonderful creation.
The most subtle, archaic, truth lying within,
in these dying words, may all truly live.
The wish that I have, unfulfilled,
may all work towards, a future completely fulfilled.

I've seen to it to be left about,
a coursing, hushing let down.
To prove to you I leave rot out,
I see what's best about my withering brown.

A coursing, hushing let down-
take this as seriously as I say I do.
I see what's best about my withering brown.
My equinox benefits only you.

Take this as seriously as I say I do.
I'll come back and fall to fruit,
(my equinox only benefits you)
when warm tides cause seeds to root.

I'll come back and fall to fruit,
so see it to be left about.
A warm tide caused seeds to root,
I prove it and leave the rot out.

The seeds of your soul
have been planted in my heart.

They've sprouted.

Their roots wrapped around my ribs,
latching onto me.

You are a part of me.