Wild flowers are free and blessed
The heaven's bless
And keep them protected
They bring with them so much joy
With simplicity and love
Angels among-st us with hearts so pure
White seems a dirty colour
Placed so close next to them
White is just as dirty
They radiate and excite
Sprinkling new colours into the day
With their warm hearts
My beautiful wild flower
Like daffodils, yellow and white
The perfect day in summer
Shadows that cloud the beauty in day
The loudest voice is with mime, tong tied
Felt by emotional rain
The heart is without its usual rhythm
Drums that excite like an African
Drum beat under the sunset
Now gone quite
With the forest silent
Without a whisper, a bird's whisper
My little wild flower
My angelic little wild flower
My joy to the world
I pray you find your colour
Again to brighten
This colourless summer
Picture by
http://firstdaffodils.blogspot.com/
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