A Simple Wild Flower
In the fields of life she grows wild and free
amongst the wild flowers soaking the sun;
gracing the world with her simple beauty
this sweet wild flower is second to none;
while spreading her seed from mountain to sea,
this simple dandelion forever free.
She’s seen in the meadow facing the sky;
gently swaying with the warm summer breeze;
perpetual motion as the day drifts by;
ready to be plucked, her graces to please.
The constraints of life need never apply;
her freedom’s a given, we ask not why.
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