As I walk in a field of bluebonnets,
I desire to compose for them sonnets.
The sweet fragrance fills my soul
until I am again whole.
I’m tired, but I smile
like I’ve walked a mile.
I’ll make my flowered bed
and rest my weary head.
My thoughts drift below,
somewhere over the rainbow.
Bells to ring in the summer.
Tiny lights to brighten the day.
A fragrance to calm the mighty.
Soothing music for the senses.
I walk in a field of Bluebonnets.
I thought to compose for them sonnets.
The sweet fragrance fills my soul
until I am again whole.
I feel tired as I smile
like I’ve walked a full mile.
I will make my bed
and lay down my head.
My thoughts drift so slow and low,
somewhere over the rainbow…
Texas Bluebonnets Beautiful gorgeous pretty flowers
Walking in a field of Bluebonnets.
Everything is blue.
And blurry.
Blue everywhere.
Filling my nostrils
with their sweet fragrance.
Starting to feel drowsy.
Sleepy.
Eyelids growing heavy.
Maybe I’ll lie down for awhile.
Not so comfortable.
Stems are pointy.
But I’m still drifting away.
Somewhere over the rainbow…
SUSANNE LEIST 