No Art But Photography..

I haven't painted or even sketched in ages but yesterday I found my self photographing flowers with such a buzz it reminded me off the old days...
I thought I would share

Oh how I love you daisy, glistening with morning dew,
begging to be picked to tell of who loves you...

Oh how I love you pea flower, so simple and sweet.
swaying with glee, to everyone you meet....
 

Oh how I love you buttercup, I hope you love me too.
You are a special flower all golden with youths dew.

Oh how I love you Daisy, you never make me frown,
Those that call you just a weed, should surely fall to the ground...