Daisy Love


Love me tender,
Or love me not.
There’s no contender,
To my daisy dot.
She’s got a way to lift me up,
And dream of sun and buttercups.
My daisy clutch got soul,
Colorful to pop and roll.
She’s picked just right,
And glows in the light.
Love me tender daisy,
Even in flats when I’m lazy.

Image clipped from Elle Magazine – May 2015

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