She was the heart of the clan, the favourite amongst all the wildflowers.

She brought them all together and kept them as a unit across miles. She knew all their secrets and had the greatest stories.

She loved short unplanned naps accompanying her books. Always ready with a warm hug and anyone who approached her was greeted with a charming smile.

She asked for your good company and nothing else at all!

Straightforward but polite, strong but always looking for love, never letting away a laugh, always with a bright smile. She was a wondrous soul always looking for the finer meaning to life.

There was a part of her that never wanted to grow up and she was ok with it.

While many others were sore with the blinding rains, she looked out of the window and weaved words in her brilliant mind.

While many others partied in colourful bliss, she got together with her pals over long breezy silent walks in their warmth.

Her eyes were unmistakably loud and expressive.

She spoke a million words without saying anything at all. Her careless postures meant nothing. But she lived her life watching people define movements- through their eyes.

She was shy but so what.
The shy ones were the best ones, they were the wildest ones!

Photo- Author’s own