White Daisies

Fields of daisies sleep soundly under mother moon.
Father sun tucks them into night.
Sweet winds hum the flowers a hushed lullaby tune.
They sway together below star light

The whites of each petal, frosted like cold cheeks-
Blossomed patterns alive on Earth’s sheets.

Sounds of far away suns twinkling in an ocean of dark,
Pieces of life distant from measured time.
Blue hues on flowers fade as the night finds its holy spark.
Light rises. Another day, another dime.

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