LOST IN A SEA OF FLOWERS

 

I want to walk through a meadow of flowers,

breathing in the sweet taunting fragrance.

I want to let my hair down to fly free

as the warm breeze tickles my hot skin.

I want to lie down on the soft yellow pillows,

my face to the sun looking down from above.

I want to be lost in the sea of flowers,

Where no one will ever find me again.

TAKE A SEAT

 

TAKE A SEAT

Take a seat under the tree,
Where you can feel proud and free.
Crafty and free as the mighty red fox,
Who refuses to live in a box.

Freedom should never be taken lightly.
It must be revered and taken sprightly.
The fox is anxious and waiting for your choice.
Do you want to live in a box with no voice?

Come sit beside the fox in the shade.
Flowers grow here and not one a spade.
The smell so sweet and fragrant.
All friends and not one vagrant.

Close your eyes and feel the breeze.
Your writing will come with ease.
The words will flow from your pen.
Stories for women and men.

Take a nap in the meadow.
Life can be sweet and mellow.
You’ll wake up with a smile.
Eager to walk a mile.

Find your perfect spot to be.
Let your imagination free.
A place that makes you feel just right.
Your senses will know what to write.

LOST IN A SEA OF FLOWERS

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I want to walk through a meadow of flowers,

breathing in the sweet taunting fragrance.

I want to let my hair down to fly free,

as the warm breeze tickles my hot skin.

I want to lie down on the soft yellow pillows,

my face to the sun looking down from above.

I want to be lost in the sea of flowers,

Where no one will ever find me again.