She waltzes through a field of red flowers
Her orange sundress dances as does she
The bright sun is a magnificent yellow against the clear sky
The green grass that acts as a blanket softens each step she takes
The soft blue sky is clear and smiles upon the dancing girl
And in the sea of flowers a lone purple bud stands strong and alone
The girl’s pale pink skin blends into the field as she bows
Sitting the next one out.