Wildflowers

Rayven Messenger, 8th - Ashland, OR
They walk 
Feet grazing the pebbles 
Legs brushing through the flowers 
 
Rose thorns giving gashes 
Down your arms 
Representing the heart, full of love and grief  
The wildflowers are many but small 
 
Wild Lilies are white as the sun 
Veins going down the petals 
Representing the innocence of death 
The wildflowers are many but small 
 
Asters purple as lavender 
White as the clouds 
Shaped like a star 
The wildflowers are many but small 
 
Fireweed is as pink as the sunset 
Growing in fields that stretch 
Far as the eye can see 
The wildflowers are many but small 
 
You belong here 
Here in the flowers 
Where you can be free 
You are as beautiful as the flowers 
You are priceless 
The flowers are endless 
Along with you, their spirit will live forever