Wildflower

wild flower

 

Above a field of wildflowers

There flew a bird and a bee

Overlooking flower flocks

A freshly sprouted seed

The bird turned to the bee

and said…

 

“I foresee

When blossom peaks

There’s none as wild as she.”

 

© 2018 Mena B.

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