So what about daisies?

I cannot quite remember, but in one of those novels, they say "life is a like a chain of daisies ... " Isn't this so? Daisies, fragile, so is life. I have my own chain of daisies. I am trying to keep those daisies in their places, trying to convince myself that how life goes is in my own hand. As long as I have the chain of daisies, as long as they do not fall apart, so is my life.

As time goes by, I collect more daisies to add to the chain. The chain grows longer, then, before I know it, one of them falls through, then another, yet another ... till I'm left with only memory of the blossom ... then I start all over again ... building my chain of daisies.

 

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