Flowers of Glass

In a field grass I stood in amazement Flowers made of glass Fell to the ground and shattered into a million pieces The souls of the flowers releases And the glass disappears But Agian and again the fears Of the people watching They fear the glass that breaks on the floor So they all stay indoor But I came out I was mostly in doubt Although I was not alone He was a gentle heart And his voice had a beautiful tone He stood my side out in the field As the flowers came down in a loud crash I stood there Eyes glazed over