Friday Photo – Flowers in a Field

Flowers


… I, always looking for that beautiful chance,
to pluck it and make it mine,
to leave all the other fields behind.

A flower so beautiful to a tear came to eye.
At peace I felt but still my soul did cry.
Millions of flowers why this and not other red, greens and blues?
If you must ask, that one flower was always you, only you.

–Flowers in a field, theyoungman