a poem based on a short story that I wanted to write.
In the short story, it is a different kind of flower though.
My pure daisy love?
Daisies are beautiful
I like the white petals
that are as white as my clean clothes
"No one wants daisies" she says
She throws the flower on the ground
steps on it
making the petals fly off
She's right
No one wants daisies
I will never find anyone
who would want my daisy love
