Where the Wildflowers End

Two walk on the seaside trail,

Saunter slowly ‘round the bend,

The woman purrs to her male,

‘Here’s where the wildflowers end…’

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White waves crash upon tan sand,

The sea is blue, they are too.

‘Good bye, our enchanted land,

Soon our holiday is through.’

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High green hills lie to their west,

Coastal gulls patrol their east

Their love and laughs at their best

But their time together ceased.

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One day the two will come back.

Returning to the far shore,

Joy at the end of the track.

Timeless together once more…

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The lovers will return when…

They have future time to spend.

Their love will soon come again

To where the wildflowers end…

FIN

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