The Poppies
These flowers are so wild,
So proud and shy,
They will not live in water,
But choose to die.
They bear the fire of sun,
Wind, drifting sands,
But will not brook the touch
Of human hands.
So proud and shy,
They will not live in water,
But choose to die.
They bear the fire of sun,
Wind, drifting sands,
But will not brook the touch
Of human hands.
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