Daisies
In a meadow of daisies,
The breeze blows
Their scent to please and tease.
Bumblebees mesmerize by their glow.
The bee's fuzzy fuzz ease
To lace themselves with a trace
Of daisies yellow faces.
Joe, on his knobby bend knees,
Sneezes a bouquet he picks.
Traces of white petals scattering on the spot.
She loves me she loves me not.
10/21/2022
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