windflowers



windflowers, my father told me not to go near them

he said he feared them always and he told me that they carried him away



windflowers, beautiful windflowers, i couldn't wait to touch them

to smell them i held them closely and now i cant break away



their sweet boutque disappears like the vapor in the desert

so...take them away son.....



windflowers....ancient windflowers their beauty captures every

young dreamer who lingered near them

ancient winflowers i love you



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