Daisy Pines

Written by: Tanya Harrington

What I was once I'll never be again
For too long I've stood open under sun
  I peeked at dawn with eyes that shone brightly
  And bloomed full unto perfection, then stood
  Gazing firm into mid-day's scorching glare
  Though I grew weary, my vigor wilting,
Twas evening's light that brought me sweet respite
And I gave way to slumber this good night.

TLH   ©  12-30-2012