Daisy, in a field of weeds,
What have you come to see?
You hide all of your beauty,
Like a bare wintered tree.
Scared to stand alone,
So you blend with your surrounds;
When you never speak a word,
I still love the way you sound.
Daisy, in a field of weeds,
Give me one chance to show;
That I can nurture you without risk,
Of allowing these weeds to grow.
Soon you will tower,
and these weeds will begin to shrink;
I give unto you this water,
My dearest Daisy, why won’t you drink.
Daisy, in a field of weeds,
I know it’s hard to see your worth;
But to me, my dearest Daisy,
You bring such beauty to this earth.
Daisy, through these battles, you feel alone,
These weeds take more than they give;
Please, Daisy, just give me one chance,
I’ll stand beside you til the end.
May 28, 2021
May 28, 2021 at 1:45 PM UTC
Daisy, in a field of weeds,
What have you come to see?
You hide all of your beauty,
Like a bare wintered tree.
Scared to stand alone,
So you blend with your surrounds;
When you never speak a word,
I still love the way you sound.
Daisy, in a field of weeds,
Give me one chance to show;
That I can nurture you without risk,
Of allowing these weeds to grow.
Soon you will tower,
and these weeds will begin to shrink;
I give unto you this water,
My dearest Daisy, why won’t you drink.
Daisy, in a field of weeds,
I know it’s hard to see your worth;
But to me, my dearest Daisy,
You bring such beauty to this earth.
Daisy, through these battles, you feel alone,
These weeds take more than they give;
Please, Daisy, just give me one chance,
I’ll stand beside you til the end.
How do you interpret this poem? What do you think I was trying to say?