Wild Flowers. Poem by Charles M Moore
Wild Flowers.
Wild flowers don't feel grey today
the sun will come and you will sway
in summer breezes combing care
with swallows dancing through your hair
Wild flowers scent the evening sky
with memories of times gone by
when lovers rested in your bloom
and counted stars around the moon.
Short but deliciously sweet, Charlie. Lovely, light and lilting flow - nicely done! Linda
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4/18/2024 12:10:16 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Hey! I'm in love with this poem..(smile)