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Sunflower Field

The sun is shining brightly here

There isn’t a single fear  

We are roaming free

Like butterflies and bees 

In the ever present, never absent 

Sunflower field. 

We dance around the green grass and leaves

We don’t stop, our heart is finally at ease

Up and down the rows of yellow flowers

Looming above them like strong and bold towers

We are shining bright as the sun

We are finally free 

In the sunflower field. 

Come join me in 

Joyful song, all day long. 

Kick up your feet

Dance to the beat

That is

The sunflower field. 

Swaying in the breeze,

Carefree like bumble bees

We have found a place to rest

The anxiety lifted off my chest,

At the sunflower field. 

I’m safe and protected here

I don’t fear

The light is bright 

My mind finds peace tonight 

Dreaming of dancing by moonlight 

In the arms of the sunflower field. 

Take me in, twirl me ‘round 

Softly tumbling on plush ground,

Listening intently to the sound 

That is the birds and the breeze,

Flying through the trees 

Awakening my need

To be free

In the sunflower field. 

I will always remember you two,

Dancing in step within me,

Finally feeling free 

To be,

In the sunflower field.


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