Energy surges to Earth from the sun,
Aiming for flowers to nourish each one,
Colors ignite, light is fair not to shun,
Rising and shining with patterns that stun.
Immature flowers will grow, and they'll thrive,
Fields full of colors will start to arrive,
Beautiful blossoms, but of all alive,
Daughter of Sun is his favorite revive.
Facing the sky with inherited power,
Petals of gold brighten up every hour,
Over the blooms standing tall as a tower,
All looking up to the glowing sunflower.
Megan was someone who stood out this way,
Spotlight of sunshine upon her each day,
Hopeful and kind with the breeze, she would sway,
But someone's thoughtlessness stole her away.
Tragedy struck with an influenced crash,
One that she trusted was driving too fast,
Into a tree, in that moment, her last,
We bear the impact that caused her to pass.
He took her life, even though not his plan,
Crash killed his wife by the wheel in his hand,
Guilt, like a shadow, walks with him on land,
He and that tree, still alive where they stand.
Megan was different, not quite like the rest,
Of all the friends I've known, she was my best,
There is no pain, though, like that in the chest,
Of parents who must lay their child to rest.
What I would tell her, with just one more day,
Though she is worth more than my words could say,
She held my secrets, and with her, they stay,
Grieving fields dim now that she's gone away.
She paid the price that night, though not her crime,
Leaving her love and her memory behind,
Daily I pray and I wish her more time,
Plucked like a sunflower right in her prime.
Megan was blessed with a light that He gave her,
Faith that ignited her soul would not waiver,
Maybe this light was always meant to save her,
Much like the sunflower, in the sun's favor.
Energy surges to Earth from afar,
Angels lift Megan that night from that car,
I'd know her light anywhere, near or far,
Once our sunflower, now God's brightest star.
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