In fields where sunlit whispers play,Golden crowns sway with gentle grace,Their faces turn to greet the day,Basking in warmth’s soft embrace.Amidst the green, they proudly stand,Guardians of the summer’s tale,With every breeze, they gently bend,In harmony, they never fail.Their vibrant hues a joyful sight,A sea of yellow, bold and true,They dance beneath the endless light,While sky and earth embrace the view.Oh, sunflowers, with hearts so bright,Your beauty speaks to wandering souls,In dreams you guide, in day or night,A beacon where the spirit strolls.