Dancing with Daisies

When the walz of the wind is coming in

And the dance of the daisies begins

My dress will flutter

My hair will fly

And I will be absorbed into the sky

It will be so blue

And patched with cotton balls

And it will collapse my mental walls

The sun will glare

And light up my hair

My cheeks will be donned rosy

And the breeze will ruffle the grass

And a dancing shadow will be cast

My mind will be clear

My heart will be strong

And it will no longer feel wrong

It will be today

Not pre tomorrow

And not post sorrow

But first

I will wait for

The walz of the wind

And the dasies dance to begin.