Countdown to Mabon: A poem and a recipe

Sunflower

In the field she blooms,

But once a year

This luscious sunflower ~

So sweet and so dear

The love she shows,

With kindness she cares

Our Mother's fruit ~

The seeds she bears

Both yellow and bright,

This sunflower grows

Then leaves us again ~

When winter's wind blows

~ Lady Caer Morganna