Daisies In A Field

Daisies in an Open Field,
Dancing beneath the hefty sun.
Emerging from the fertile soil
In tender life that’s just begun.

It lends its beauty to the earth,
A noted sight for all to see,
With petals tender as new birth
Happily bobbing and carefree.

The daisy is a floral ware.
So many of them sprouting there
In a field that’s blessed to share
Its soil with such delightful heir.

Many lovely flowers we see,
But “daisies” these were meant to be.

(c) w. salley