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 cannot break away
their sweet bouquet disappears
like the vapor, in the desert
so, take a warning, son.
Windflowers, ancient windflowers,
their beauty, captures every young dreamer
who lingers near them,
but Ancient windflowers, I love you.
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