Daisies on a Hill

[Bianca Alabaster]

Daisies splash the hillside
their smiling white
and yellow faces -
a random act of kindness.

Grace spilling out
among the bunchgrass

Daisies dot the side
of the highway
waving in the wind,
offering peace for
the mind

Friday, Saturday,
Sunday, Monday -
have come and gone
Not unlike a harsh
recoil of a shotgun

I’m afraid Lord!
Grandma has had
a heart attack every day,
and last night
I awoke at 3:30 am
just after her last one.

I’m afraid for her Lord.
You hold the number
of her days in Your hand.
Please keep her heart
beating.

Let her see the bouquet
of daisies that I’ll
bring her tomorrow
and the tomorrow
ever after!

You made the daisies
and the green hillside.
You made me
and my beloved
Grandma.
Smile on us
like the daisies
on the hillside.
© 6/22/2010 Bianca