Daisy, Daisy

Daisy, Daisy, give me your answer do,

I'm half crazy,

All for the love of you.

“You are late” the Costco receipt checker joked. “You better get those daisies to her.” A slight chuckle as I walk away and then there were alligator tears. Hell yea I’m late. If he only knew. If I could just take one of these soon to be blooming daisies and set it on the ground near you Michelle. Just to get the chance to watch, you smile at me. Watch you tilt your head at me and say “Aww, Howney!” To watch you pick it up and bring it to your face to smell it. “It stanks perty”. Her sense of humor became mine as the years passed. 

I would want more, but that would be enough. Damn Freddie is in my throat again. Here's to you, Costco greeter man. Real American Hero.