Monday, April 21, 2014


A yellow daisy I got 2 years ago is in full bloom, stretching its stems as far away from its corner spot as possible. Who can blame her?  The sun can't reach her roots next to the low wall, where shades and moss has taken over, threatening to choke her.  Her stem is stretched long and thin, reaching across the tiny dirt plot, spilling onto the cold hard concrete patio, exposing portions covered neither by leaves nor flowers. 

Her efforts are rewarded with reflections of warm rays from the low white wall and pale gray concrete surfaces, cast upon her like those random smiles intended for others one comes upon at parties.

My daisy smiles back, dressed in the color of the sun.


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