the last daisy of the summer

Rising and falling

my nightgowned darling

these afternoons are in slow motion

crooked fingers and paper thin skin

I love the life you lived

 

My baby bird taking sips of water

pressing into the earth

I picked the last daisy of the summer

standing tall in the ditch

 

There is beauty in the end

my hand in yours

the beauty in this hospital bed

the beauty in these old carpet floors

 

Symptoms of crickets

rattling midnight hearts

we grew from your

sleeping dew drops

 

Pedal steels

the floor feels like you

I lay the flowers down

I will wear you like a crown

I want to make you proud

 

There is beauty in the end

my hand in yours

the beauty in this hospital bed

the beauty in these old carpet floors

 

 

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