i sleep in a bed of wildflowers with
the earth as my pillow,
the stars as my blanket,
the sounds of nature as my lullaby,
and the moon as my nightlight.
mother nature tucks me in and
kisses me goodnight with her warm breeze.
i sleep peacefully knowing a new day
will come where i awake among
all that is pure and untamed,
all that is untouched by man,
all that is free to be,
in my bed of wildflowers.
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Among The Wildflowers
Poesíathe weeds of thoughts that have taken over my mind and put into words to the best of my ability. this is a call to nature and all that is. beauty in art, art in beauty. check out 'The Rose and Her Thorns.' ••• poetry collection explicit language a...
