A First Date With Daisy
by @she-who-must-not-be-named
I haven’t done this in a while
Is it silly to be nervous?
My door bell rings
My heart speeds
Mother calls “Daisy!”
And I realize she means me
I haven’t done this in a while
Is it foolish to be restless?
I take the steps one by one
Being sure not to topple down
The door creaks open and
I can see him standing there now.
I haven’t done this in a while
Is it odd to jump into his arms?
He smiles at me and my mother
He answers questions from my father
Everything is perfect
But I can’t help but fidget.
I haven’t done this in a while
Is it wrong to want to run?
We leave the house and walk down
A path of many flowers
I’m unsure what to think
But I find myself counting the hours.
I haven’t done this in a while
Is it childish to hold his hand?
I get into his car
Smoothing my skirt and catching breaths
He pulls out something for me now
And my heart takes a rest.
I haven’t done this in a while
Is it alright to try to kiss him?
I smell the Daisies, white and lush
Loyally loving and so gentle
Does he know I cherish them such?
Not just for the name we share
Or the thorns they lack unlike roses
Not for the simplicity of their petals so fair
But for the meaning behind them
Loving, loyal; so gentle, so innocent
I haven’t done this in a while
But I think I can handle it now.