Finding the right spot for planting,
a sunflower seed.
and pondering as to its potential.
My sunflower seed.
At times forgetting it's even there—but only briefly.
Providing water, nutrients, fresh air.
Dancing around its whereabouts,
ensuring neither sole nor soul treads upon it—or at least not too heavily.
going about other business.
Alas, it breaks through.
Like a new tooth, with surprise, joy, tenderness, minimal pain.
Growing up and up at a visible pace.
Now a seedling.
Deer may chew upon its new green leaves.
A hurricane may battle against the strength of its stalk.
And still up and up.
Weathering storms, bending, and almost breaking.
Not to be bullied, standing tall again, now with experience.
And the proud parent looks on.
-Terry Kind, MD, MPH
Reprinted with permission from Archives of Pediatric and Adolescent Medicine.
Kind T. My Sunflower Seed. Arch Pediatr Adolesc Med. 2011;165(9):812