Daisy
Spring comes,
Another season of hope for us,
Daisys plucked and chosen for their beauty,
Those with long stems will make great crowns,
And those with big petals captivate
Every by passer on the field.
A Daisy plucked from the earth,
On first glance,
Without a thought.
The beauty is on display for you,
My petals spread wide under your gaze,
But I am only here to fill
your empty space.
Admired and adored,
As long as it lasts.
Then you discard me without a thought.
Not even a second glance.
00:54
-midnight.thoughts
