West Texas Wildflowers

West Texas wildflowers
Waving in the wind
Weather-worn whispering
Whirling warnings to my window
As I water my wallflower
The weeds won't stop growing
So I whistle the wisdom
I once welcomed
As I wish it away
Watch me wane
As it wastes me away
I'm wilting
With the willows
Weakening in this web
Woven around me
What a wasted world
I'm surrounded by
Windows but the walls are all warping
Who waged this war not worth winning?
Will all you want
But wait as you will if you are not working
No time for wandering
I work because I'm weltering
But I'll always grow weary of the wyrd
The west Texas wildflowers warned me

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