February 12, 2011

Daisies

Shannon left me these and a magazine. I got a total of (I think) seven magazines, also from Terron and Heather. Thanks girls! I also read 2 and half books!

1 comment:

thatericguy said...

with manliness at risk, I post the poem this reminds me of...

Daisies
by Evaleen Stein

At evening when I go to bed
I see the stars shine overhead;
They are the little daisies white
That dot the meadow of the Night.

And often while I'm dreaming so,
Across the sky the Moon will go;
It is a lady, sweet and fair,
Who comes to gather daisies there.

For, when at morning I arise,
There's not a star left in the skies;
She's picked them all and dropped them down
Into the meadows of the town.