Daisies Stories

Pirate

15 Mar 2015

Dance Of The Daisies

A revised version of an earlier work.

Dance of the Daisies Golden sunlight touches the ground, A new day dawns, for all around. I see the dew glisten, off blades of grass, A morning’s kiss of nature’s mass The birds, they chirp, and sing all day, Then skyward, they fly away. The sounds of joy...

Isabelle

28 Apr 2013

One Last Crown of Daises

The last time I saw you, we were barely fifteen and yet gathering no attention when we took our usual seats on the rickety wooden bench at the playground on 5 th street. All the mothers there knew us, we’d been there so long, and we in turn knew them and...