Edwina Reizer

(12/22/1937 / LAKEWOOD, NJ)

Memory Of Daisies


Daisies to adorn your grave
are placed with ardent care.
Oh that I could tend to them.
Oh that I were there.

But here I am in another form
holding onto my pen.
only able to write to you
and think way back to when

Daisies grew in fields of white
and breathing became a chore.
I remember every word you wrote
and recited them walking the moor

that was filled with heather everywhere
but barren in my eyes.
Now whenever I see some daisies
I romanticize.

Submitted: Tuesday, April 23, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, April 24, 2013
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From Fannie Brawne to John Keats. (Me in a former life.) A true revelation in my crazy life. Edwina Reizer

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