Field Of Wildflowers Poem by Bleeding Heart

Field of Wildflowers
I am sitting in a field of wildflowers.
I have on a crown of flowers in my hair that my friends made for me.
I am wearing a dress that is fit for a princess.
And I have never felt so happy and so alive.
My Field of Wildflowers.
My best are all around me.
Today, I don’t have to fake my smiles.
All are pure and real.
I smile at them…They smile back at me.
My Field of Wildflowers.
I get up off the picnic blanket that I was sitting upon.
And I run around with all my friends.
Laughing and goofing off.
And acting like complete lunatics.
My Field of Wildflowers.
I am blissfully happy.
And I am wondering how I got so blessed.
With such amazing (and sometimes crazy) best friends.
But I love them anyway.
My Field of Wildflowers.
And because of them I am finding the words that I had thought had been lost forever.
Finding the happiness I thought had disappeared from my life.
And the laughter that I thought had long since vanished.
They have helped me in more ways than I can ever use words to explain.
My Field Of Wildflowers.
They have helped me to not be so afraid.
They have given me friendship with no ties or strings attached.
Words can never describe the gratitude that I feel towards them.
I have finally found the euphoria that I had lost.
I am in a Field of Wildflowers…With all my best friends by my side.