Memoirs of a Flower

April 26, 2008

Looking at the memories of yesteryear
Feel the presence of those who are dear
Knowing not what has become of the times
When butterflies beamingly fluttered by
Flowers danced across the fields
Bidding the dandelions to roar louder
Dear Sunflowers to smile harder
Flirting with the bees that buzz by
Dance with the breeze and leaves
Flutter away little butterfly
Dance your little song,
Buzz away little bee
Nectar awaits your call

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