I picked a daisy from the path
Date: Monday, 2nd October 2006 @ 10:49:23 PM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: goodandevil

I picked a daisy from the path
To bring to you my friend
I tucked it softly in my pocket
To save it from the rain
Along the path there was a puddle
Into which I stepped and tumbled
I pulled myself up and grumbled
My little daisy had been crumbled

I watched the other daisies choking
Flooded by the rain and soaking
passing them by I kept on limping
Reaching your steps cold and dripping

I’d made it through the muddy shower
to have you yell about the hour
looking at me and than my flower
you shut the door to let me flounder

My life spent in the diving queue
I trudged back home and buried you
under the earth, the grass, the dew
the secrets shared now only I knew

You lost a friend that stormy day
one who brought a daisy
You refused to see the gift I brought
with it dark and rainy
You searched for daisies you never found
you left me there I almost drowned
visiting my flower’s plot I found
a garden of daisies all around

I had a friend that was a daisy
I buried in the moistened dirt
Through all my travels on this journey
from you I took my only comfort

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