Along the hill side lies a path <br />of yellow daisies <br />Lost in the past. <br />Man kind has come <br />and took the future of these flowers. <br />The birds, the bee’s, the butterflies <br />Have gone away <br />And left these things to die.<br /><br />Shannon Snyder<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/daisy-cutters/
