The world has been mean to her 
She did not feel okay,
So, she escaped to a place
Where no one will come to her way.

You won't find her in a city 
Or dancing in a club,
You'll find her where the grass is
Beside a tree and a shrub.

She'll be sitting among the florets 
Singing with a little sparrow,
She'll be pleasant like a sunset
With the wild breezes she will blow.

You'll find her under the covers 
Blankets made of lavender,
You'll find her in the purple fields
She'll be a wild wanderer.

You'll be amazed to see her hair
Bouncing with the scented air,
She'll be a rare little floret
Not to be seen everywhere.

You'll keep looking for her 
Among the wildflowers,
She'll be hiding among the florets
That day, till the sunset.

She'll be dancing with the wildflowers
But you'll never find her,
She'll camouflage herself with the evening glow
And you will never see her where her dreams flow.

As she'll walk, you'll hear her footsteps 
And the sparrow singing,
But she'll be hiding and laughing at you
With the florets, all evening.

The writer is a student of Class X at Scholars' School & College.