wildflowers
Against a green sea
Blades moving through the breeze
Grows a wildflower
Its petals a bright, clear white
It bobs its head in the summer sun
Like it's swaying in time
This wildflower remains, long after the grass has withered
And the trees are silvery with frost
It will stay there until spring dawns again
And it is no longer alone
Surrounded by others, they will sway
Their petals billowing
From spring till fall
Until ice coats the branches again
And their colors turn to mud
And slowly die away
Their heads bowed until spring
Until the sun finds them
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Caged Away (100 word poetry)
PoetryA new series based on our 100 word competition. Congratulations to @tbsipod for garnishing the most votes on this.
