the daisy chain

Grown in His image, but plucked from the ground too early.

Ripped by their nails, a hole, woven into the unknown.

Chained to our fellows, we realize our pain is all the same.

Together there’s so much fear yet, united is our beauty.

We are the daisy crown for the future generations.

Together let’s pray – the young may stay wild and grow free.

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