A Flower Amongst The Daisies
taken where no one would want him
where no one would ever take him to be loved
no one to belong to
a place where he is not loved
I’ll take you where there are moonbeams that only you can touch
where flowers blossom in the wind as they fall form their dangling leaves
where every dove flies and comes to greet you where every other bird sings
Where I will always love you
and give you what I can’t bring
Like a butterfly on your nose
like eyes glistening like the sun
I will always love you
my dead childlike little one
lay me down to rest in peace
within the shadows of the valley of death
where I can always hear you laugh above the thorny sheathe
A flower….
Amongst the daisies….
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