My Daisy

I was reminiscing today 
about a daisy I found one day 
how tender it looked then 
and how beautiful it’s today 

 

I thought about its gentle beauty 
its symmetrical petals each white as snow 
I thought I should gently caress it  
feel the tender texture of its lovely form 

 

How delicately and marvelously fashioned 
all the petals were arrayed 
I brought it closed to me 
my, my, my, what beauty, what grace 

 

I looked at the petals to see what they’d say 
I knew the thought may seem awkward right away 
the flower was a memory of an idyllic time 
that brought memories of time gone by 

 

A sweet time, a treasured time 
about a flower so lovely and true 
I looked at the daisy once again 
and remembered how quickly time flew  

 

I continued looking at it and said 
Please don’t wither, please don’t fade 
stay with me for the rest of the days