Petals glow with evening's light,
they'll turn their heads east, await sun's return.
imitating their darting and dashing in the air.
The boy, unlike the swallow, stumbles.
Side by side, they leave meadow behind,
Time hesitates, the breeze, gentle,
the sun dappled and dancing beneath his feet -
and when a young man, closes his eyes, he remembers
sunflowers, swallows silhouetted against the sun,
soft flannel, a tree-lined sanctuary,
by Margaret Bednar, August 23, 2020
This is linked with the challenge "Poets and Storytellers United - Weekly Scribblings #33 - Swallow screams for dinner" and "Poets and Storytellers United - Writer's Pantry #34"
The phrase "swallow screams for dinner" is a line from C. Sandlin's poem "Telling Stories" Her amazing poem can be found HERE. I changed the line to "stumbles". I used the previous quote for the prompt but didn't really like it. :)