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The Pink Daisy The Pink Daisy

The Pink Daisy


Walking in the misty morn,

The world around me sleeping still,

The birthing sun tints the sky

With beauty from another realm ~

Rosy posies, red and gold

Glorious splendour to behold ~

And then from the corner of my eye

I spied a speck a spot of purest pink.

Along the grass-edged path it lay

Neglected, withering even as I gazed;

‘tis since recovered with pride of place

At home among my simple flowers

Rooted well in ecstasy

With flowering blossoms for all to see

Its happiness in being saved.


©Denise G Allen, 06 September 2014 08:21

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