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 can not break away
Their sweet bouquet disappears
Like the vapor
In the desert
Take a warning, son
Windflowers, their beauty
Captures every young dreamer
Who lingers near them
Ancient windflowers
I love you.