My Daisy

She stops as I stop runs when I run Having her beside is such cool great fun Having her beside is a big plum peace Just she not there, my world goes amiss. She stops as I stop looks when I look Each fuzzy corner dark hole and nook Having her beside is a joy in its own Just she not there, I stand all alone. She talks when I talk listens when I do Always by my side a friend she is true Being with her is most precious time spent Just she not there, means for me a torment. When worry beaten, she wears my weary face How she knows my mind its all redress She is a true mate, my one and only Daisy Just she not there, my world goes crazy.