an elephant grass flower
floating on air this summer
shape like tiny parasol
spins to a breathe of a soul
it dances with wind wishes
and lands where's peace
i chased one on sunny afternoon
so focus i haven't seen a mound
i bumped into it and i fell down
bruise my ankles so my knees
i keep going as usual to kids
why did i do it? it's there to chase
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