my gardens are filled with daisies, shastas, coreopsis, rudbeckias echinaceas,and heliopsis. they always make me think of that sad ballad by jud strunk
now he walks thru the street in the evening
and he stops by the old candy store
and i somehow believe he's believing
he's holding her hand like before...
for he feels all her love walking with him
and he smiles at the things she might say
and the old man walks up to the hilltop
and gives her a daisy a day.
i'll give you a daisy a day dear,
i'll give you a daisy a day-
i'll love you until, the rivers run still.....
and the four winds we know blow away