A poem for Daisy

Giver of light,

you arose in our hearts,

dancing in the dawn.

Black, you were the night.

You opened your heart.

Winking an eye

we were all drawn in.

A glance of your eye,

we were drawn in.

As the light of your day set,

I yearn to believe the bricks

were still warm

beneath your shoulder.

Written by my aunt Christine Aramburu for our Daisy.