Snow white petals spring forth with glee

Around a sunshine center awaiting a bee.


They can be wild; they can be free.

They can be planted in a pot under a tree.


Wisping in the wind as if right on key

As the evergreen leaves mimic the music only for me.


They always are friendly; they always are lively.

They always welcome everyone smiling and happy.


Daisies caress my hand as I bend on one knee

As I look out into the meadow – a field of amity and beauty do I see.

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