Bluebells

Let us walk among the flowers

Or hike that wooded path

Sharing our day, our history, our stories.

Let us walk through the fields

Or beside the flowing stream

Reflecting on what was and what is.

Let us sit by the wayside

Or stand amidst the sunshine

Absolving the past, welcoming now.

Let us walk among the flowers

Inhaling their cleansing scent

For today is all we have.

 

 

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