• jarraley 31w

    Wild Flowers

    Wildflowers are born not by seed
    But faith and hope
    Set upon a lazy breeze
    With longing whispered
    In a shallow breath
    Fragmented moments caught
    In mindless essence
    With a tender sigh daydreams settle
    In a distant field
    And blanket the ground
    Such a blooming array of every shade
    As thoughts find solace
    In a lonesome hollow
    In the quietness of
    Tomorrow's promise
    With just a single posy
    Blooming for your honour
    To bring a fragile smile
    From your soul
    Born to pleasure
    Your seven senses

    ~ Josie A Kerr