Good morning little daisy faerie
Sitting on soft petals
Lost in thought, a lazy faerie
Though I’m not one who meddles
.
Your little dress, your tiny wings
Both golden, like the sun
Your bonnet white, so sweet, so clean
I love to gaze upon
.
I see you there, with pen in hand
Thinking up some stories
You love to write, I understand
Next to the morning glories
.
I’ll leave you be so you can see
The poetry you’re writing
Then, off you’ll fly — your destiny
To some other bloom, alighting

t.r. cardinet©2010

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