Daisy
Daisy
Daisy, your white petals
and cheery yellow center
brings a smile to my face.
You are simple,
but the sight of you
brings out my dimples.
When I see you
I think of summer,
no funerals do I see,
or former boyfriend's presence.
I see the wild flowers
of spring and summer,
I see picnics,
long hair,
I see swimsuit sessions at the lake,
I see you in pictures that I take.
I'm so glad you are here,
to greet me on this
long day of the year.
Daisy I'll always hear the birds of spring
and summer chirping when I see you along
the road side.
You make me want to ride like the wind
on a wild stallion and be ten years old again,
Daisy.
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