We were like daisies
Pushing up the dirt,
Pushing off responsibilities,
Ignoring our crimes,
Blind to our failures,
Heedless to the warnings.
Daisies signify innocence
But sometimes, in our case,
They signify the utter and complete loss of it.
YOU ARE READING
sunshine under your ribs
Puisinot everyone has good days. poetry, from yours truly.
