Petals of wildflowers tickle br Your cheek br br You have been walking br For an hour br Through long grass br With them in hand br br You see the tower br A folly of some sort br You smile br It reminds you of br A fairytale br br Then you wake up br On the picnic blanket br Children running wild br br But still br Petals of wildflowers tickle br Your cheekbr br Shelley Jonesbr br