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Windflowers

  • Helen
  • May 7, 2015
  • 1 min read

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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. Take a warning, son. Windflowers, their beauty captures every young dreamer who lingers near them. Ancient windflowers, I love you.

SONGWRITERS JIMMY SEALS;DAN SEALS

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fcUGCj0Hb3E

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