Once, when my wife an I were out west on a horse back ride, we asked our guide the name of those little flowers we were passing by. He said, "Oh, those are just LYFs." We both looked at him quizzically and as said,"LYFs?". He answered, "Yes, little yellow flowers. "
Having searched the Internet for hours, to find out what these pretty pink flowers are, I have resorted to calling them PPFs. I think they might fall into a Geranium category, but those spindly leaves are causing me fits. So, if anyone knows what they are, please let me know.

This poem is written as a Sonnet, with abab cdcd efef gg rhyme scheme on iambic pentameter. I threw in a touch of Old English.

This photograph was taken by the author on August 13, 2013.

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