By Unchained
Date: 2001 Aug 17
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Daisy


Once I thought
I sought
a rose.

One day
it came to me
that I lived
in a field
of Daisys.

There are thousands
here.
They are all alike
and yet
each one
is so sweetly different.

Roses have so many thorns
and need the fuss
and attention
sometimes
of a fanatic
to keep them.

A daisy
has no hidden thorns
and is
what it is
and unadorned
commands all
my attention
with it's simple being.

There are so many
but I have chosen
a daisy
with the sweetness
of a rose.