Other Eyes: Daisy Poem by Robert B. Shaw
Other Eyes: Daisy
Not often now in flower or in word
is day's eye even dimly seen or heard.
Our Anglo-Saxon's rusty. But the gaze
that suddenly meets ours on summer days
can still remind us: little drop of sun
staring from petals, metaphor not done.
Monday, June 5, 2017
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4/24/2024 11:09:20 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Can still remind us! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.