Windflowers
Windflowers
my father told me not to go near them　He said he feared them always　and he told me that they　carried him away　Windflowers,beartiful　windflowers　I couldn't wait to touch them　to smell them I held them　closely　And now I cannot break away Their sweet bouquet disappears　like the vapor in the desert　So take a warning ,son　Windflowers ,ancient　windflowers　their beauty capture every　young dreamer
who lingers near them　But ancient windflowers,　I love you
