Tell Me something…
Little wildflower…as you grow beneath the trees
Do you wander, do you seek?
To be like roses… So beautiful and sweet?
Do you try to be like our growing wild friends?
That’s what I love about you in the Spring,
With the sunshine…You creep and seep inside my soul
Till I can barely wait to see…
Your beauty… Oh so beautiful to me
Sweet wildflowers come back to me