ON THE OCCASION OF SPARING A WILD BLUE FLOWER AT TURNBULL WILDLIFE AND GAME PRESERVE NEAR CHENEY IN THE STATE OF WASHINGTON BY GEORGE THOMAS

This wild blue flower I leave to earth,
and count its life for all it’s worth.
No slave across this land my feet walk,
I hear our lives escaping in our empty talk.
One wild blue flower can be a starting place.
No telling where its seed might race.