Windflowers
Windflowers, windflowers
my father told me not to go
near them
He said he feared them always
and he told me that they
carried him away
Windflowers, beautiful
windflowers
I couldn't wait to touch them
to smell them I held them
closely
And now I cannot break away
Their sweet bouquet disappears
like the vapor in the desert
So take a warning , son
Windflowers , ancient
windflowers
their beauty capture every
young dreamer
who lingers near them
But ancient windflowers,
I love you