She's just like a daisy
Everytime she smiles she amazes me.
Sweeten her soul with milk and honey
Comfort her body with cotton and linen
Place upon her lips a refreshing cup
Lay her down to rest so her mind can speak
Let the words spur out like the steam of the kettle
Don't let them burn you for they are the product of sweet tea
Let the words settle
Become lukewarm
I am preparing for the winterstorm
