Wild Bloom's Waltz
Waltzing slow with the wind, wild flowers bloom
along country roads that they
prettify.
Red radiance here, yellow exuberance there,
my sight they so pleasantly
petrify.
Blood-shot eyes of this smog-dazed urbanite,
long for beauty that can cleanse and
purify
these thoughts and dreams that city life and strife
stiflle and muffle, addle and
putrefy.
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