Of Daisies and Roses

In my youth

A daisy I was

Plain faced

Perky

What-you-see-is-what-you-get

Happy

Uncomplicated

Easy to please

A daisy

Most young men I knew

Wanted only roses

Unblemished - symmetrical

Perfect in their dewy, delicate beauty

Richly perfumed breath

With no time at all for a simple daisy like me

Life has a sense of humor though

For roses require constant attention

They scream “high maintenance”

With plenty of thorns for a gardeners trouble

As years have passed

A few roses of my acquaintance

Have lost their bloom

Their dewy freshness evaporated

Sadly, some are utterly lost
Living in the long shadow of a glorious past

Now that they are no longer admired for their grace

I have come to realize that

Daisies are beautiful

A unique and lovely allure they possess
Roses and daisies are both meant to bloom, after all

My sage advice for selecting a mate

Is to look with your heart
Take your time - you can wait

For your eye can't be trusted - it will deceive

Attraction is not love
Once it's gone - you may leave
The beauty you can feel
Is the kind that is real

and …

Daisies make lasting bouquets