Tuesday Poem: Summertime Daisies
they wait through Winter
listening to snow
harmonizing with the evergreens
in May they watch the peonies take the stage
like a Spring dance recital of puffy pink tutu's
when fully bloomed the heavy flowers take a bow,
and are swept away from the garden stage
to be admired by adoring fans, arranged in glass vases set on top of book cases.
Then the daisies hear a warm & golden voice,
saying you are Summer's choice,
little flower, white and sweet, I have chosen you
for such a time as this,
will you bloom under the Summer moon?
So the Summer daisies grow, showing up
in suburban garden beds,
to bring a little lightness to our souls,
Singing God's song; "simply be & dwell in Me".
It's Simply Tuesday. I hope when you see a daisy this week, you feel a little love and a little lightness.
Hope in Christ,