Wildflower Girls

The wildflower girls
live in a land
where it's always summertime
They swim in crystal waters
and sleep in the trees they climb
They put daisies in their tresses
and wear white cotton dresses
dirt stained at the hem.

They drinks honeysuckle juice
like water
and nature is their muse
They run barefoot
with callused feet from
too many summers
without shoes

And when the stars awaken
they dance and twirl around
They listen to the crickets' melody
and tiptoe gracefully
across the ground
They drink in the cool night air
and whisper goodnight
to creatures everywhere
as they slip into a dreamless sleep

When the sun rises
they watch with wonder in their eyes
All nature is hushed
like a prayer
as they watch the sacred
fire lit sky

They start off on
new adventures
when days are new and young
as they soak in imagination
like we soak in the sun

They see beauty in all
with their rose colored eyes
in the land
where pain is forgotten
and summer never dies

(a poem I wrote on a whim)
p.s. I guest posted for Bonnie