Sunflower

Tim Hanauer

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She is made of autumn rain
tracing down the windowpane
Tea beside the fireplace,
bedtime stories, finger paint

I see, my sunflower's made of these
my sunflower's made for me

She is made of potter's clay
thrown from stars of outer space,
shining suns that chase away
clouds upon a world of gray

I see, my sunflower's made of these
my sunflower's made for me

In the autumn of her eyes whispered raindrops lost in night
weeping willows start to smile, passing angel in sun light
hay rides turning time, heaven harvests cider wine
sun shower she is life, sunflower of blue-sky

I see, my sunflower's made of these
my sunflower's made for
my sunflower's made for
my sunflower's made for me