The sun shinning bright, casting his ray of light

The sunflower is so in love that she follows the sun

Always facing towards the sun,

As if trying to get attention.

The moon in the night sky magnificently shows off her charm,

The stars twinkle to accompany her.

But when the sunflower matures,

She stops accompanying the sun.

Does the sun then miss her?

I wrote this poem when I was about 6.