Where Wild Flowers Grow
Our Journey Home
from blooms of a child
wild flowers grow
inside fields ploughed and battled
bleeding hearts bloom
where little girls gather
braids become woven with daisies
as ying and yang circle
sunflowers reach for the sky
beneath concrete paths
a mother's rose remains
to ridges turned blue
spirits wander
our journey home
follows many paths
ghostly seeds sprout
though not all eyes see
where we are now
and for all of eternity
© 2015 ocfireflies
