but buttercups and daisies seem to be,

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Joyce Hemsley

 

Poets write verses on flowers in spring

when skylarks ascend upon the wing,

but buttercups and daisies seem to be

an 'insignificant nonentity'.

 

These country flowers, so well we know

are nature's queens from the long ago,

waking at dawn... greeting the light,

and at evening glow, saying goodnight.

 

Yet, trampled upon by you and I,

and taken for granted by most passers by

suffering in silence ~ but nevertheless

they forgive us for our thoughtlessness!

 

'Buttercups and Daisies' is the song

that we recall from summers long gone;

without these petals, fields would bare,

they are part of our heritage, I do declare.

 

 

 

 

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