The bright white petals were plucked by the anxious boy from the daisy. He pulled and pulled wanting to know, did he, didn’t he? Love was so on his mind, his beloved most of all, and he needed answers so bad he’d finally turned to fucking flowers. The sad but true story.
Chris
I sit in the field and pull on the dandilions. Blowing off their fluffed up white heads and watching the seedlings scatter off into the sky. Hundreds of pieces of my wishes fluttering back and forth on the breeze. I reach down absentmindedly and come up with something less fluffy. “He loves me, he loves me not…”
Alli
daisy
dolittle was the girl who lived in a farm that was a little to far for me too reach.
but one day she cam e to see me.
She was the most beautiful fairy in the land of mortal and only the fools were of benefit to that.
Yahkovich
daisy
dolittle was the girl who lived in a farm that was a little to far for me too reach.
but one day she cam e to see me.
She was the most beautiful fairy in the land of mortal and only the fools were of benefit to that.
Yahkovich
I am allergic to daisy’s and all other flowers and plants. i like daisy’s. they remind me of cute little girls. I use to pick them when I was little and it would bring them to my mom. I would get upset when they would die a few days later.
Kyra
daisys are white. They remind me of snow during summer, when it’s about to melt. The smell of summer and greens growing. The grass. Bees, summer all around. Things leaving, parting until
Shawnee
I love writing in a fields of daisies. It sets the mood for stories filled with knights and horses and wizards and damsels in distress.
Nicole
a cute little flower that is too cleche for me. yellow like the sun. reminds me of little girls running through a field. or when i was one way when. when i had no cares in teh world.
Morgan
four little white petals
concentric around a purple bunch of stamens
i don’t want to write anymore now
dots of gold on the tips of the purple stamens
oh so lovely
is this therapy, why am I doing this
what a bully this page is
daisy daisy daisy
in chains
enough
enough
when do I stop?
I pause and look around,
I see,
I just stop
when I reach the end of this space
oh no it continues….
I give up
lomandralisa
the smell of daisys if only life was always this sweet. but honestly i have one im life if im ever feeling out of wack she is my beautiful realization that sometimes you just aren’t paying attention to the smell the blossoms from the soil ground. every day is sunshine if you wak up to smell the coffee.
Christian
Daisy reminds me if sunshine and happiness. It also reminds me of reading disney comic books when I was a kid. There is nothing sad or negative about daisy.
Erik
they were always her favorite flower. she used to pluck them as we were walking down the paths by the creek. she said she loved how wild and free they grew. i think she thought the same about herself, wild and free. thats why she loved them so.
no name
my mother’s wedding hat had daisies on it. her bouquet was made of daisies. her wedding was simple and beautiful, much like she is. my father sang to her “if ever i should leave you” from camelot. my freshman year in college one of my classmates sang it to me, and it seemed vulgar for some reason. i think i never wanted to hear anyone but my father sing it.
Molly
sunshine like scent and a breeze soothes the solar fury, when I smell you, daisy, smelling your muff and its not enough. im coming, even though ill burn.
arili
daisy’s are one of the most under-rated flowers I know. gorgeous, yellow and white, always happy to greet the sun. Who would have thought that a daisy could brighten someone’s day.
Daily daisy’s, at my doorstep.
Soft white petals, pure and pert.
Yellowed face, from the sun,
ready to face the day, for a daisy.
Angela Daurio
pretty, yellow, sunny flower. one of my favorites. also the name of a good friend’s beloved dog who died about a year ago. the dog, not my friend. reminds me of spring and summer. the end.
Jenn
daisy mae…pretty June flower…clean lines…cheery flower…white and yellow mostly…Little Daisy..Abner…
Alys II
daisy’s are thought to be beautiful i think, although not as beautfiul in mym ind as the coca leaf. nothing can beat the coca leaf, pother than cocaine of course. theres no other flowers or vegetation that can make you feel as good as the coca leaf does. if you wanna go out, you gotta take her out, daisy.
steve
yellow beautiful sun happy peace little kids childhood love
alexandra
daisy rhymes with lazy crazy hazy mazy maise-y. there is something so simple so hayseed so redneck about the little daisy, why is that? young girls and straw hats. summer picnics and watermelon, all these things go with daisies.
janet
Daisys are quite beautiful simple beings really. They are pretty, whilst at the same time they are capable of slipping intot he backround and not causing a scene or stelaign attention away form anyone else. They are a subtle, simple type of beauty that makes our lives just that little bit better. They make the backround something nicer to look at, and even if you notice them or not, they just make it a prettier thing to live your life in fornt of.
Zac
Daisies are daisies, sweet and free…going to dream
in their dreamy tree……loving the nature, the flies and bees,
SaurabhShetye
So pretty and light and perfectly symmetrical. The weird thing is isthat whenever I picture a daisy, I see it all alone- not necessarily in a field like i would other flowers. The daisy, I picture, is usually solitary sitting or standing in a simple vase just ready to be admitred. It just brightens up your day- how you can you frown at a daisy. Totally unassuming, totally innocent.
Adam
Daisies are weird. They’re ugly. I don’t like them. The happiness they bring is just ridiculous. IT’S A FUCKING FLOWER.
Jenn.
silly little flower with no meaning or purpose. useless and in large groups. unacceptable shit shit shit fuck. rawr!
dil
beautiful yeallow flower the wind is sorring in a hot summer day with a perfect girl sitting in the grass drinking wine and eating bread with me and then she gives me a kiss and tells me that she loves me. it is perfect.
alejandro
flower sunshine mood is happy and camping ona mountain. I remember when I used to pick daisies as a kid. I always ran for them the minute that i got out of the car in a park. Make headbands or bracelets out of them. Even a necklace.
daisies are right next to a sunflower, the brightest of all flowers and my favorite. It makes me smile to get one or a bunch from someone.
Penelope
My best friend’s wedding had daisies as the flower. I was the maid of honor, and I got to carry a bouquet of daisies. I had a bad sun burn because I had spent the previous day at a waterpark and it all showed because of the low cut dress. I never wore the dress again.
audiaa
A lovely plant, i planted a small one in a garden last year an it is now massve and covered in flowers, pukka!
puke
A lovely plant, i planted a small one in a garden last year an it is now massve and covered in flowers, pukka!
puke
i like to wear free people clothes and i hate girls who wear clothes from like abercrombie and fitch but i also like to wear cute undies at night and sleep in a big t-shirt,. it is what makes me comfortable. i never wear shitty clothes or wear my food for that matter but sometimes girls just look dirty and ni know it is because they wear their food. i like to wear clothes that make me feel sexy
samantha post
colorful yellow marking startling off the sunset scene and wonderful error like shapes plow over my imaginery light. once though of as beautiful now boring. the daisy
michael
My mom always told me that her favorite flowers were daisys. I think they smell funny. They are just white and boring. And, Well, they are just flowers. I dont know why she could like them so much, but i always get them for her for her birthday. even though they make her sneeze.
Purple
A beautiful yellow flower that is a reflection of the light and warmth that is the sun and stands tall for all to see. It brings about smiles and happiness and lights up the eyes of those who are lucky enough to receive it.
nicole
In was walking through a dead meadow. A brush fire had rushed through and scorchedthe plains. Ill that was left was a single daisy.
Ryan Yuen
A beautiful yellow flower that is a reflection of the light and warmth that is the sun and stands tall for all to see. It brings about smiles and happiness and lights up the eyes of those who are lucky enough to receive it.
nicole
Lovely girl, likes. Enjoys her pies a little too much though. Bit of a beefcake. Looks pregnant even though she’s not.
quiveringwreck
A flower that makes spring the best time of the year. It reminds me of the way the sun beats warm on my face after the cold of winter. It harkens a new beginning, spring, and makes me feel hopeful again.
Delilah
Flowers of my childhood.
happyhya
Daisy loo is the company that was in trouble last time buy over charging the government
The bright white petals were plucked by the anxious boy from the daisy. He pulled and pulled wanting to know, did he, didn’t he? Love was so on his mind, his beloved most of all, and he needed answers so bad he’d finally turned to fucking flowers. The sad but true story.
I sit in the field and pull on the dandilions. Blowing off their fluffed up white heads and watching the seedlings scatter off into the sky. Hundreds of pieces of my wishes fluttering back and forth on the breeze. I reach down absentmindedly and come up with something less fluffy. “He loves me, he loves me not…”
daisy
dolittle was the girl who lived in a farm that was a little to far for me too reach.
but one day she cam e to see me.
She was the most beautiful fairy in the land of mortal and only the fools were of benefit to that.
daisy
dolittle was the girl who lived in a farm that was a little to far for me too reach.
but one day she cam e to see me.
She was the most beautiful fairy in the land of mortal and only the fools were of benefit to that.
I am allergic to daisy’s and all other flowers and plants. i like daisy’s. they remind me of cute little girls. I use to pick them when I was little and it would bring them to my mom. I would get upset when they would die a few days later.
daisys are white. They remind me of snow during summer, when it’s about to melt. The smell of summer and greens growing. The grass. Bees, summer all around. Things leaving, parting until
I love writing in a fields of daisies. It sets the mood for stories filled with knights and horses and wizards and damsels in distress.
a cute little flower that is too cleche for me. yellow like the sun. reminds me of little girls running through a field. or when i was one way when. when i had no cares in teh world.
four little white petals
concentric around a purple bunch of stamens
i don’t want to write anymore now
dots of gold on the tips of the purple stamens
oh so lovely
is this therapy, why am I doing this
what a bully this page is
daisy daisy daisy
in chains
enough
enough
when do I stop?
I pause and look around,
I see,
I just stop
when I reach the end of this space
oh no it continues….
I give up
the smell of daisys if only life was always this sweet. but honestly i have one im life if im ever feeling out of wack she is my beautiful realization that sometimes you just aren’t paying attention to the smell the blossoms from the soil ground. every day is sunshine if you wak up to smell the coffee.
Daisy reminds me if sunshine and happiness. It also reminds me of reading disney comic books when I was a kid. There is nothing sad or negative about daisy.
they were always her favorite flower. she used to pluck them as we were walking down the paths by the creek. she said she loved how wild and free they grew. i think she thought the same about herself, wild and free. thats why she loved them so.
my mother’s wedding hat had daisies on it. her bouquet was made of daisies. her wedding was simple and beautiful, much like she is. my father sang to her “if ever i should leave you” from camelot. my freshman year in college one of my classmates sang it to me, and it seemed vulgar for some reason. i think i never wanted to hear anyone but my father sing it.
sunshine like scent and a breeze soothes the solar fury, when I smell you, daisy, smelling your muff and its not enough. im coming, even though ill burn.
daisy’s are one of the most under-rated flowers I know. gorgeous, yellow and white, always happy to greet the sun. Who would have thought that a daisy could brighten someone’s day.
Daily daisy’s, at my doorstep.
Soft white petals, pure and pert.
Yellowed face, from the sun,
ready to face the day, for a daisy.
pretty, yellow, sunny flower. one of my favorites. also the name of a good friend’s beloved dog who died about a year ago. the dog, not my friend. reminds me of spring and summer. the end.
daisy mae…pretty June flower…clean lines…cheery flower…white and yellow mostly…Little Daisy..Abner…
daisy’s are thought to be beautiful i think, although not as beautfiul in mym ind as the coca leaf. nothing can beat the coca leaf, pother than cocaine of course. theres no other flowers or vegetation that can make you feel as good as the coca leaf does. if you wanna go out, you gotta take her out, daisy.
yellow beautiful sun happy peace little kids childhood love
daisy rhymes with lazy crazy hazy mazy maise-y. there is something so simple so hayseed so redneck about the little daisy, why is that? young girls and straw hats. summer picnics and watermelon, all these things go with daisies.
Daisys are quite beautiful simple beings really. They are pretty, whilst at the same time they are capable of slipping intot he backround and not causing a scene or stelaign attention away form anyone else. They are a subtle, simple type of beauty that makes our lives just that little bit better. They make the backround something nicer to look at, and even if you notice them or not, they just make it a prettier thing to live your life in fornt of.
Daisies are daisies, sweet and free…going to dream
in their dreamy tree……loving the nature, the flies and bees,
So pretty and light and perfectly symmetrical. The weird thing is isthat whenever I picture a daisy, I see it all alone- not necessarily in a field like i would other flowers. The daisy, I picture, is usually solitary sitting or standing in a simple vase just ready to be admitred. It just brightens up your day- how you can you frown at a daisy. Totally unassuming, totally innocent.
Daisies are weird. They’re ugly. I don’t like them. The happiness they bring is just ridiculous. IT’S A FUCKING FLOWER.
silly little flower with no meaning or purpose. useless and in large groups. unacceptable shit shit shit fuck. rawr!
beautiful yeallow flower the wind is sorring in a hot summer day with a perfect girl sitting in the grass drinking wine and eating bread with me and then she gives me a kiss and tells me that she loves me. it is perfect.
flower sunshine mood is happy and camping ona mountain. I remember when I used to pick daisies as a kid. I always ran for them the minute that i got out of the car in a park. Make headbands or bracelets out of them. Even a necklace.
daisies are right next to a sunflower, the brightest of all flowers and my favorite. It makes me smile to get one or a bunch from someone.
My best friend’s wedding had daisies as the flower. I was the maid of honor, and I got to carry a bouquet of daisies. I had a bad sun burn because I had spent the previous day at a waterpark and it all showed because of the low cut dress. I never wore the dress again.
A lovely plant, i planted a small one in a garden last year an it is now massve and covered in flowers, pukka!
A lovely plant, i planted a small one in a garden last year an it is now massve and covered in flowers, pukka!
i like to wear free people clothes and i hate girls who wear clothes from like abercrombie and fitch but i also like to wear cute undies at night and sleep in a big t-shirt,. it is what makes me comfortable. i never wear shitty clothes or wear my food for that matter but sometimes girls just look dirty and ni know it is because they wear their food. i like to wear clothes that make me feel sexy
colorful yellow marking startling off the sunset scene and wonderful error like shapes plow over my imaginery light. once though of as beautiful now boring. the daisy
My mom always told me that her favorite flowers were daisys. I think they smell funny. They are just white and boring. And, Well, they are just flowers. I dont know why she could like them so much, but i always get them for her for her birthday. even though they make her sneeze.
A beautiful yellow flower that is a reflection of the light and warmth that is the sun and stands tall for all to see. It brings about smiles and happiness and lights up the eyes of those who are lucky enough to receive it.
In was walking through a dead meadow. A brush fire had rushed through and scorchedthe plains. Ill that was left was a single daisy.
A beautiful yellow flower that is a reflection of the light and warmth that is the sun and stands tall for all to see. It brings about smiles and happiness and lights up the eyes of those who are lucky enough to receive it.
Lovely girl, likes. Enjoys her pies a little too much though. Bit of a beefcake. Looks pregnant even though she’s not.
A flower that makes spring the best time of the year. It reminds me of the way the sun beats warm on my face after the cold of winter. It harkens a new beginning, spring, and makes me feel hopeful again.
Flowers of my childhood.
Daisy loo is the company that was in trouble last time buy over charging the government