Sinclair’s Sunflower

When I think about you, my cup overflows with excitement.

Hitting the ground, my gratitude for you seeps deep into the earth.

Inundated with affection, a seed sprouts a new life.

Tickling the soil’s surface, the sun provides its warming attention.

Never too much, but instead just enough.

Elated, the seedling grows strong and blossoms bright.

Yellow and tall a sunflower takes form, providing smiles to all.

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The Cock and the Clock

Once a cock, now a clock

and always the sun.

Dragged back into consciousness

Fight off the sleepiness.


A frightful sound stalking like a hound.

Bark, bark…beep beep…Please! Just one more minute of sleep!

Whatever the sound be,

It brings one to their knee.


But why must it be a symbol of hate?

When all it does is open the gate.

A new day has broken,

the sun rises, a golden token.

The earth… awaken!


Fear not the cock or clock.

Fear not the bark or the beep.

Rise from your sleep,

the world is yours to take, forever to keep!