My Angel--My Bunso

Remember this evangelical p.s.a. on television
Of a little girl picking petals of white or yellow?
Every single time saying and "telling" the world,
"God loves me...God loves me...God loves me?"
I remember, a few years earlier...on one truly
Beautiful day, a most wonderful day...
The mid-day sun, "burning" low was "raining"
Showers of soft white flourescence...
Like a full moon; the wind, a breeze, so
Refreshingly cool to skin and face was playing
Nature's symphony of flowers and
Leaves of grass and trees....
On my usual walk home from school with you
This evangelical, yet unborn...therefore,
You really have not seen, nor heard, and
You know whereof I speak, you saw
A "nice" daisy on the crosswalk; picked it up and
With a hearty smile on your face,
Proceeded to pluck slowly, one by one, its rays...
Every single time saying,