Once was a wildflower who grew many sizes
long, it smells like lemon drops, it pops up
nice and confirmed, little drips of slightly rain
came one time sincerely per day.
Once was a wildflower on a simplified field
of joy and playful, it dances so softly near the
land of magic in thin windy air, conceive one
root stands tall.
Once was a wildflower to give the ancient
and myth throughout entire countries are
basic fairytale story has to be realistic lines
and words abstractive statue.
Once was a wildflower has been ages will be
thousand years old, how much the character
able to see and free, divine ultimate beauty of
art equalities on earth.
Written by
Michael James Brindley
9-30-21
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