Day Dreaming

I lie there sun baking down upon my back Sizzling my skin prickled with the heat slowly scorches. To cool it I move a little to the right. A tree shaded area just cool enough in which to laze the afternoon away. Half dazed I lay there, my thoughts begin to wander back over previous days. Days where my boyfriend would woo me, off to the pictures or night spots… always something to do, somewhere to go. Him leading me, showing me off like a prized possession. I wander is that all I am? A possession? Daisies, I love these cute little flowers, perfect for picking and playing…. He loves me, he loves me not… ....He loves me! Satisfied for now, beaming like a Cheshire cat; I close my eyes , let imagination take me far away and doze waiting for his return with ice-lolly dripping, melting; as I do with my love…