Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Sunflowers on the Move

We sunflowers have been picked to

Be taken to some time and place

When and where the humans will do

Selection of us case by case.

Most of us will become bouquet

To give some humans pleasure for

A while before we wilt away

And give no pleasure anymore.

For now we're wheelbarrowing down

The dusty road still getting some

Sunshine before we get to town,

And a sale item we'll become.

We sunflowers take all in stride.

We are just along for the ride.