The Field

The Field

The journey of life brought me to a field,
Bright and lush with green, yellow, blue, and red,
Though I had no idea what it would yield,
Into the field I continued to tread;

In an instant, I could not move at all,
Stood frozen for what seemed to be hours,
Caught staring at what was making time crawl,
I was Locked on one of many flowers;

Unlike the rest, my heart was deeply warmed,
There was a sweet scent that made my head spin,
And right there I was instantly transformed,
I could not contain the feelings within;

With each shared moment, my happiness grows,
She is the one I love;She is my rose.

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