I remember being flat on the green grass, burying my nose among the daisies how I loved their scent!
I closed my eyes and just filled myself with their magical perfume
I did not wanted to destroy them they were so pretty..
so I touched their white petals and wonder if he loved me..or loved me not
I specially loved their sunny center the soft yellow mound with many little yellow dots
I softly touched them and their magical dust was left on my fingertips,
magical natural gold mother's nature gift
I looked at it shinning on my skin and a little golden bee landed on my hand
Copyright ©2007 Sonia Paz Baron
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