Beneath the Daisies

Pushing Up Daisies
by reiningjupiter

Beneath the Daisies
Tread lightly where you go,
old souls
lie weeping ‘neath the grass
in slumber for the last
Today is naught a morning past,
but daylight for the dew
of you.
Life goes on with and without,
time stops beneath the surface
memories floating on a whim.
Return to me again, again…
Mother’s love.

© LTM 1/20/14

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