Blue Daisy
Oh how I like to wake up,
in the misty morn...
To watch the blue daisies,
botanically being born.
Ups-i-daisy...
Don’t be lazy,
for the sun will soon shine thru.
Oops-a-daisy...
I love you crazy,
I blush red when you turn blue.
Felicia or Marguerite,
of which do I choose?
A beautiful bouquet bloom,
of my magical mystic muse.
June.15.2017
BLUE DAISY - Contest
Sponsored by: Mystic Rose
Dedicated to the same sponsor...
Copyright © Winged Warrior | Year Posted 2017
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