Daisy

Quiet days, late night thoughts
Sweetly poised in an oriental vase
It’s an ornament, a reminder
«What you see is not necessarily real»
Wither on the vine
This life is a blink of an eye
That’s why I can hardly see this through
In fact, from time to time, these knots were too distressing to undo
Now I know, I shall grow and grow
Bellis perennis, oh can I be enchanting just like you
Adequately imbued?
After all, whatever it is I’m seeking won’t come in the form I’m expecting
Hidden in plain view
This life is a blink of an eye
That’s why I can hardly see this through
In fact, from time to time, these knots were too distressing to undo
I believe this world is too big for me
Oh, could I be a better lesson of history?
In the meantime, I shall grow and grow