Ode to the Sunflower

I want to stand straight up like a sunflower
carrying the blue sky and summer clowds on the back
blooming out big and wide up towards the sun in the summer
the wind in high noon will pass me lightly through 

On a bright summer day
at noon cheerful winds would pass by caressing me
along beside the golden field of sunflowers
I want to walk with my son joining our hands together
on and on slowly but without any stops

My son!
I want you like the sunflower
even on darker days
laughing and
widely opening your mind  
up towards the golden sun