Tuesday, March 2, 2010

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,beartiful
  windflowers
  I couldn't wait to touch them
  to smell them I held them
  closely
  And now I cannot break away
  Their sweet bouquet disappears
  like the vapor in the desert
  So take a warning ,son

Windflowers ,ancient
  windflowers
  their beauty capture every
  young dreamer
  who lingers near them
  But ancient windflowers,
  I love you