A walk into a meadow A simple look around To see a world of yellow But one red can be found It may not be the prettiest It may not be the best But this red flower has one thing That's different from the rest Its quality is rare Its loyalness is true its mind is strong and full of thoughts more like this is few You want this special flower? You want this beuty rare? Go up to it and ask Walk miles if you dare To reach this special flower To have it within sight You must go thru obsticles For many days and nights The flower doesn't care If one makes it or not If it must be alone always Oh well, it feels no loss Maybe a fellow who Is pure of heart and soul Can even TRY to have The treasures there untold