A poem

The dreamy hat covers the blonde hair
She was tired of being there
On the land of nowhere
Wildflowers in the night
She just booked a flight
Daring to fly away from thoughts
She spreads flowers like gunshots
A sunny smile on a white face
A pair of blue eyes and she is full of grace

A.

Health psychologist, photography lover, ocassional writer. Bee lover/yourself/happy