behold the brilliant pantheon
of glittering solar whispers, they
linger as shimmering particulates
in the virulent fog of the worn day

small reminders of pixied youth
weave flaxen thread from golden skies

memories of long stalked daisies brokered
like rubies during patient summers
now panting like farm dogs in July's
sparsely sown shade

we enjoyed living amongst belief
in it's bold eye-opening mystique