Inhale the odour, inhale the scent.
Carpet of stalks adorned in colours; do not lament.
Bright enough to blind the birds up high.
What a sight it must be to see as they fly.
Purples and pinks, whites and blues.
Each is more beautiful when you have views.
So do not squander the presence of this gift.
Their time is short and they require no thrift.
For what is best is indeed this…
Meadow.
Simon A Jackson - Writer 