Day 24 – yellow is one of my favourite colours and today it’s my salute to sunflowers and Ukraine….
Three years ago we planted some sunflower seeds (brought from Australia in a small packet) at school. This was the second year we had tried to plant sunflowers. The previous year’s crop failed.
And they grew….
As tall as our tallest students….
Way past the teeny tiny ones….
They just didn’t stop….!
Tall enough to play hide and seek in…
The blooms were magnificent….
Little did we know the significance they would take on this year…
Our hearts ache and we mourn for you,
Children of Ukraine,
Displaced, wounded, stricken, dying.
SOL22
A Time To Write 
Your sunflowers are gorgeous. I think you know how significant sunflowers are to me. I ordered seeds from a company that donated proceeds to Ukraine. I hope the seeds grow.
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Thanks again, Glenda. Yes I know how significant they are to you. I truly hope your seeds grow as well as ours!
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This post was so powerful. I love they sunflowers growing tall over time. 🙂
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Watching the seeds grow into beautiful flowers is like hope growing within us.
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Thanks, that’s exactly how I felt about watching them grow, especially now in the light of current events.
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Oh, those pictures are wonderful & the flowers are amazing. This makes your short poem at the end that much more heartbreaking. ❤
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Thanks Amanda. When I first wrote about these sunflowers a few years back they hadn’t grown much, but when they did, it was thrilling. Now their story has taken on a whole new meaning!
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So gorgeous and haunting. Just now I have a sense of us all as seeds in the face of the sunflower…your poem expresses the horror and grief so many of us are feeling about this thing that is so wrong.
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Thanks, Fran. That is a great image of us as the seeds (and some of those sunflowers had an enormous amount of seeds!) There is a sense of forlornness when we hear news like this which is stunning in its tragedy, I remember a similar feeling when the horrors of Rwanda unfolded all those years ago. History just keeps on repeating itself.
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