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The daisies speak to me
The fields where they live invite me in
I see them standing tall and proud
Yet bending and flowing with the wind
The white petals are soft under my fingers
The green stems are strong
I feel them tickle my leg as I walk through them
Letting my fingers brush against the tallest ones
Birds fly around the meadow
Landing in a nearby tree
They sing songs to the daisies
The daisies dance in the breeze to the birds’ song
The bees land on one daisy
Take what they need from that daisy
And then move on to the next
The sun shines down on the field of daisies
Embracing them in its warmth and light