In fields where sunlight softly lays,
The sunflowers stand in bright array,
Their faces turn to skies so wide,
In golden hues, their hopes abide.

Each petal whispers tales untold,
Of summer’s warmth and days of old,
They sway in breezes, gentle, free,
Painting dreams for you and me.

Beneath the azure, endless dome,
They find their strength, their endless home,
In unity, they rise and bloom,
Dispelling shadows, banishing gloom.

O sunflowers, guardians of light,
You teach us grace in morning’s sight,
With steadfast hearts, in fields you stand,
A testament to nature’s hand.