Lazy Daisey Poem by Kevin Patrick

She sleeps in a bed of wild sunflowers
Wonders in fields through all the hours
Unaware of the world outside of her eyes
Free from the grind of life of 9 to 5

Her honeydew hair drips light in the air
Unable to wear no frowns or despair Nobody tells her which way to go Landing on sky where her lithe feet are sowed

avoiding the world of buses and passes Working at the pace of the speed of molasses she beats to a drum of her own Heterodoxy Nimble as a pixie with lemon squeezed moxie

She doesn't show care about things that she wears
In light emerald gowns with flowers in her hair
A paragon of calm living happy and rent free
Idle to the world which we cant afford to breath


She's Lazy Daisey, sweet as strawberries
Listens to pipers in the summer of fairies
And Lazy Daisey never grows crazy
Living with peter pan in the land of neverland