Jo Nash Daisy
Her face felt the breeze
And she fell to her knees to pick the stem.
The daisy looked pretend in a garden of weeds.
He was the gardener here, the one who cared
If marigolds and lilacs would be found
But now he's the one under the ground.
Beauty hides in places
To change the faces of the known
It shines a light through
To get a good view
Of what's been overgrown
She looks out the window, wondering where the leaves go
When they fall every winter and grow back each year
But she finally sees what he carved in the tree
A heart with writing inside,
Emmett and Daisy, forever, for life.
Beauty hides in places
To change the faces of the known
It shines a light through
To get a good view
Of what's been overgrown
She spent his last days worrying about things that don't matter
While he stared at the sun after living a life in shadow
He tried to make her understand that everything doesn't have a plan and held out his hand to let her know.
Beauty hides in places
To change the faces of the known
It shines a light through
To get a good view
Of what's been overgrown.
