Three sunrises I’ll be here.
Ephemerals bright red.
Field of color, vibrant waving
Until sun sets,
watching poppies breeze dancing wild.
Letting go in soft nuances
inviting night to steal the show.

Nyctinasty,
closing petals while you fly.
Remembering lost loved ones
Saying once again goodbye.
Forever peace, lay to rest
I’ll surround you my loved one
with field of only poppy love.




Shell ✨🐚