as i lay in a field of wildflowers
i could feel the grass tickle between my toes,
honeybees hum a song of the summer,
ladybugs finding a cozy spot on my arm and
a breeze of hope in the warm wind that pass me by
summertime is really something magical
how every creature finds it's space between the flowers
and how we're filled with hope again
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Nepenthes
PoetryWander off in a nepenthes garden filled with big chalices to hide in, a world filled with moonbeams and peach colours.
