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Writer's pictureLorna Lamon

Entrancing Sunflowers

A poem written as a tribute to the wonderful years I spent in Italy.


Entrancing sunflowers, girl in sunflower field.

A soft warm breeze played around my ankles

As my bare feet felt the heat of summer on the well-worn grassy path

The scent of hazy days hung in the air – enticing

I smiled as I came upon you

In the midst of a sea of yellow

Glorious sunflowers whose petals reach out craving attention


I rushed to join you; to dance amongst you

My carefree limbs twirling as the trace of a breeze kissed my face

I stand and marvel, drinking in your scent, savouring every moment

Experiencing this feeling of endless joy and pleasure

Where the beauty of life is omnipresent in this field of entrancing sunflowers

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