A Daisy on My Mind

I was reminiscing for a while today,
I thought about a daisy I once found.
I thought about how tender it was,
and how beautiful a flower it is today.

I thought about its beauty,
its intricate petals, each white as snow.
I thought I should gently caress them,
to feel the tender essence of its lovely form.

How delicately and marvelously fashioned
all the petals were made.
To see what I would find, I brought it close to me;
my, my, my—what beauty to behold.
I looked at the petals to see what they would say.
I knew the thought might seem awkward right away,
but the flower was a memory of an idyllic time.
I knew it would bring me memories of days gone by—
a sweet time I will treasure all my life,
about a flower so lovely and true.

I looked at the daisy once more,
with thoughts of my love and all we've shared.
Then I continued thinking...
Please don’t wither, please don’t fade,
stay with me for the rest of our days.