amy loved to pick the little yellow
flowers that grew by the side of the
winding road. she loved placing them
in her short penny colored hair and
loved how the little yellow flowers
looked in katy's pretty, long blonde
waves that cascaded down her back.
she would also place them carefully
in rose's long, red and beautiful braid,
and she smiled brightly because she
imagined that they were all fairies
hiding deep in the woods away from
the lingering eyes of nosy humans.
