They are wildflowers. They would not want a name.
It is easier to tell a person what life is not, rather than to tell them what it is. A child understands weeds that grow from lack of attention, in a garden. However, it is hard to explain the wild fl...
There are as many ways of loving as there are people, and that wildflower variety is the great beauty of this dimension of existence.
Wildflowers don't grow haphazardly us we are led to believe. They grow in fantastic patterns which are different to each of us you see.
On either side the wild roses, their pink dewy faces turned to the sun, tumbled over the fences, sprawled on the ground and filled the air with their pure summery smell.