Wildflower
~
What if I,
came rolling through your pasture
Touched your hair,
like summer whispers on the breeze
You are all,
of every wildflower
As you take your bloom,
beneath the cedar trees
What if life,
were singing through your petals
As you bend your stem,
to reach your song to me
I will always
look for greener pastures
And your beauty,
a wildflower growing free
~
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