Where the Wildflowers Grow

Baby safe in her mother's arms,
Being rocked to and fro.
They spend all their time together
Where the wildflowers grow.

They are mother and daughter two,
Telling the clouds, "Hello!"
They laugh and play upon the hill
Where the wildflowers grow.

Her golden pigtails flop and twirl.
She knew just where to go.
Their friendship becoming stronger
Where the wildflowers grow.

Day after day mother would dance
And daughter would follow.
Shifting their bodies with the breeze
Where the wildflowers grow.

The teen reveals all her secrets,
Describing her sweet beaux
Her mother tells her about life
Where the wildflowers grow.

Slowly, the weather starts to change.
Cold, dark gusts of wind blow,
Shaking mom and girl on the hill
Where the wildflowers grow.

The young woman plucked a flower,
Tears set to overflow,
As her mother and she embrace
Where the wildflowers grow.

Sadness and sorrow on her face,
In the wind her hair flew,
As the daughter stood all alone
Where wildflowers once grew.