wildflower
A wildflower
Only to be admired from distance
To imagine, and dance through memory and mind
Not able to touch, too far to cling, or hold.
The embrace -
To miss,
To sway in the swirl of the breeze in autumn fields as the wind carries you away
Lingering with each season
A wildflower
Not to touch, but to remember, to cherish-
The wind only gets a temporary dance-
As it too, dies.
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