Sleeping Daisy

During the day,
When the sun Is so bright,
Daisies are awake,
Until the start of the night.

The petals are open,
Ready to face all things,
Including all the trouble,
That every life brings.

But when the moon rises,
And the day starts to die,
The petals close away,
Until the sun meets the sky.

They simply ignore the world,
And all the things that go wrong,
Leave them to go away,
To stay where they belong.

They can just Ignore me,
As I sit in fascination,
Thinking about there dreams,
In my crazed Imagination.

They curl away for the night,
They don't mind me going crazy,
Wishing to curl away,
Wishing to be a sleeping daisy.