Windflowers

Windflowers, my father told me not to go near them, he feared them always
Said they carried him away
Windflowers, I couldn’t wait to touch them, to smell them, I held them closely
Now I cannot break away
Their sweet bouquet disappears like a vapor in the desert. So take a warning,
son
Windflowers, ancient windflowers, their beauty captures every young dreamer who
lingers near them
But ancient windflowers, I love you