Your color shines in me
we start young but you grown
my dream is determine by vision
I am glad I have a flower

your rose are glorious
hard to find but simple to settle
your edges is well oriented
slim or fat I will manage

my sunflower you are
won't you Live a mark for me what?
just smile I will be grateful
black or white I don't care sunflower wonderful.
© The poem boy, BARRISTER J MONEY