I send you this daisy, whose petals enfold
The love, that I hid in the star that she stole,
When the daisy demanded a heart made of gold.
I send you this daisy aflame at the tips
Of her petals that blushed, when their virginal white
Was stained into love by the touch of my lips.
I send you this daisy, for you will discover,
That God when He fashioned His dust to a flower
Made a chalice to carry the love of a lover.