Swaying gently in the breeze <br />poppies galore blooming with ease <br />raising their heads up to the sky <br />smiling widely certainly not shy <br /> <br />Fragile petals warm in the sun <br />flames of scarlet having fun <br />black eyes winking in hazy sunlight <br />dancing merrily for your delight <br /> <br />So when you pass this field of fire <br />take the time to stop and admire <br />silken petals with a waxy sheen <br />against a background of olive green<br /><br />Teresa Reck<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/poppies-galore/
