Daisies

I'm standing in a field full of daisies

the warmth of the sun on my skin but

my core and my soul are so lonely

because no matter what they say

I don't have you within

Sweet memories have now turned bitter

of times that never came to pass

my arms feel so empty without you

your baby smell clings to my skin

I constantly hear your cries

sweet child of mine where are you?

I'm standing in a field full of daisies