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Daisies

The sky was exploding in delightful waves of daisies and sherbets, each wave rolling out the oppressive heat, the dots of cool ladybugs were peppering down and reflecting off the diamond eyes of the young girl and as each wave bounced away they hit the striped circle of sugar overhead and the colours slowly melted away into pots of rose-petals, ochre, yolks, grapes, buttons, ice-cream, and violets.

    TAGS:  Becky the Harlequin, harlequin, buttons, daisies, ladybugs, sherbert, violets - the flower


Little bear lay on her back gazing at the clouds, flattening out a field of daisies, while the busy, squishy oomans walked right by making so much noise that they failed to notice her, the daisies or the bunnies.

    TAGS:  Little Bear, daisies, bunnies, squishy, light-hearted


Becky filled the skies with daisies, petals fluttering all over the world, happiness of every type falling on the unsuspecting joyously and at random.

    TAGS:  Becky the Harlequin, harlequin, happy, weird, yellow, daisies, petals, joyous


glory be-e :: boot

And the sparkling, whirring, bullets that were the sugar-spun bees of Becky danced through the star-streaked night, across half a planet and, when they landed, planted a thousand kisses of daisies and delights on the coloured cheeks of the sleeping e.

    TAGS:  Becky the Harlequin, harlequin, bees, e, daisies, grateful, whirring


Spring was a hard-won battle that year, young potted daisies drooped with frostbite while we slowly all became snowpeople.

    TAGS:  war, daisies, flowers, frostbite, winter, snow people, spring


 

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