Wildflower Whimsy
By Nathaniel B.
Wildflower Whimsy
Beneath the sun’s soft gaze,
Wildflowers sway, unbound.
Nature’s hues, in bright array,
Silent songs in petals found.
By the meadow’s gentle hand,
They rise, in grace, yet free.
Against the wind, they stand,
A dance of wild serenity.
In shades of untamed dreams,
Each bloom a story tells.
Underneath the moon’s beams,
In peace, the wildflower dwells.
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