Fragile Flower

the purple flower swayed out in the field all alone And she lost all her friends in a spring wind, they floated away... but she found a friend, a little bubble bee tickling her on her peddles and giggled as he pollinated her so gently and tears fell from her stem and the sun shined brightly upon her skin so thin from the gusty wind... she giggled and laughed when a little rabbit came up to her and sniffed her fragrance and life seemed to tear her away but now she is much more happily with all that came to see her.. She smiled at the bee and he buzzed away and the field seemed les lonely and she again fell asleep in the suns heat and dazzled in the spring time moment.. The flower of power fed her with a drop of rain and all the seasons through in the blue red and white she was so happy to raise a flag up to the others in a loom and with all remarks the clouds said hello and good bye purple flower waiting for the next hour of deliberate motions and emotions came through and now she dances gently in the spring time wind.