Her eyes gleamed at his sight, 

Did she yearn for him all night? 

She followed his path diligently, 

Trying to grab his attention, was she? 

She can’t be missed for sure,

By him who sailed in the azure sky. 

She stood tall, with head held high, 

Like a queen with a bejeweled crown. 

She dropped when he sunk, 

Bloomed when he rose. 

Their love, is known to all, 

The bond between a sunflower and sun. 

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