Pastures in pastel reaching the horizon.
Lilies and daisies, a garland on Earth.
Tranquil they danced to the breeze from the sea,
Nudging the dandelions with so much glee.
Heavens so blue, the sun had smiled;
A trinket was the land with flowers wild.
With gossamer wings she perched,
The dandelion swayed out a giggle.
Back and forth she swung with glee
Until a wind blew her away to the sea.
Flower gentle followed the wind,
Horizons new she lost and found.
Blow a dandelion towards the wind,
Maybe someday it'll come around.
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Doors In My Head
PoésiePoetries, Proses, and scribblings. Note: Author does not take any credit for any of the pictures and videos in the book.
