Hail the Michaelmas daisy's
Softly glowing purple haze.
Lit by the sun's wistful gaze
Bringing cooler mellow days.
Festooned with spiders weaving.
Dripping with dew drops gleaming.
Through the misty morning light
Ghostly blooms loom into sight.
Our perennial swan song's
Been waiting all Summer long.
And now a flower fanfare
Heralding Autumnal air!
Maureen Pickford
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/michaelmas-daisy-days/
