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Daisy Run

She didn’t run – she walked
Her hands by her side
Graceful and girly, like a lady
She was certainly ladylike
I was her girl, her baby
The twinkle in her eye
And the scatterbrained reminder
That love is never silent

One afternoon
As the sun embraced my thoughts
And laughter spun joy through my heart
There were flowers in the meadow
Daisies that had such happy faces
And I was drawn to them the way that
The moon seems to attract the stars

I ran messily toward the flowers
Not more than a few steps away from her
And I felt my heart giggle with delight
When I looked back at her behind me, running
Never more beautiful than in that moment
As sun poured across her shoulders
And I led her into the messiness
Of a childlike happiness and grace
At a gentle, innocent pace

Since that day so long ago - I always imagined 
Her favorite flower was the daisy







A Tender Moment From Childhood Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Malabika Ray Choudhury
June 4, 2021
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Pathak Avatar
June 7, 2021 at 9:36 PM
Indeed, 'live is never silent', especially after daisies' deeply fragrant scent, congrats for the win
Ball Avatar
June 4, 2021 at 9:21 PM
Beautiful. I could see two children running madly through thee field of daisies. Love it. God Bless, JB
Rose  Avatar
June 4, 2021 at 3:34 PM
So many souls love the daisy, it is such a pretty flower,. I can see how she loved them most, you did a splendid job retelling it. Much love .
Trifiatis Avatar
June 4, 2021 at 2:21 PM
A very delightful and uplifting poem that filled my heart with pure joy, my dearest friend, Gina. I loved it. Hugs xxx
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