Childhood

The primrose looks happy in every field
In strange woods the violets their odours will yield
& flowers in the sunshine all brightly arrayed
Will bloom just as fresh & as sweet in the shade
But the wild flowers that bring me most joy & content
Are the blossoms that glow where my childhood was spent

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Image by my friend #CarryAkroyd