Daises Wilt In the Shadows of Eve

Daisy of the darkened night Spirits lifted by the day But to her dismay Her petals wilt Into a tight Corner of deep thoughts The world says she is nothing And worthless to all Theses words to you maybe small But to her they crawl in her mind And makes a high pitched sound like a telephone ring That stops and goes and breaks apart When the rain falls she hears every drop And her mind just can not take the sound Going round and around In her trembling head She tells herself to stop And try to be sane But when she is alone She whispers a silent tune About the goddess of the moon And Jupiter and Juana Because there love has been stone- D. Of lying and sinning Her life seems to weep When all time passes Her thinking of love but the steps of people harasses Her to sleep and she thinks of life in dreadful way But when she is asleep She dreams of a Hero And this Hero in her dreams Saves her in her doubt And gets her on the right rout To a place where milk and honey lies And the seams Of dresses are made of gold The Heros words Were charming and kind And the words to describe them are hard to find