Blooms in the meadow
Softer than the cloudsafter a misty rain in the field
i walk amongst the grass
my fingers wanting to reveal
smell of life
doubt in the my heart
feelings of hope
for this day i dont want to start
the life beneath me
earth and rain
its existence short lived
for all its beauty remains
I see the future
my beauty inside me
will I be forever cherished
will i be there to see
The blooms of today
with hopes and doubts of life
gone tomorrow in the wind
will make the fields to strive
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