July 30, 2007 7:08am CST
Windflowers,windflowers my father told me not to go near them he said he fear them always and he told me that they carried them away Windflowers ,beautiful windflowers I couldn't wait to touch them to smell them I held them closely And I now Ican't break away their sweet bouquet disappears like the vapor in the desert Windflowers ,ancient windflowers their beauty capture every young dreamer who lingers near them But ancient windflowers,i love you. That is a short peom.Sad and beautiful.Does it remind you of somethings?Especially your dreams in the childhood? Or your lover who is now away from you ?Or something else?
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