Wildflowers
As I walk along in a field of wildflowers
They release their aromas with each breeze that blows
Clearing my mind of all life's frustrations
I take in the beauty for this sea of color that flows
Although tempted, I pick not one
For in their own way, peace and joy they obtain
All to soon, they will all fade away
But in my mind, the image will always remain
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