Windflowers

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 windflowers i love you

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