Spring Afternoon in the Daisy Fields

"The afternoon has come and gone, my dear.  Where have you been?"  She asked.  "Just out with old friends," came her daughter's  breathy reply.  Her cheeks were flushed and her eyes were bright.

"Old friends, dear?  What old friends?" she asked with a firm wrinkle across her brow.  

"Don't you know, mother?  I've been out with the trees and the clouds and the spring daisies."

Now the quiver of a smile began at the corners of her mouth as she soaked in this reply. "These are your old friends, are they?"

The ether of the moment evaporated somewhat as her daughter paused to consider this question.  "Well...that is to say...we are friendly--I've never had an argument with the flowers or the trees--

and the blue sky and sunshine and all have been gone ever so long for winter,  that I do rather feel like I've been visiting with old friends."  She looked up, searching her mother's face.

"You can understand how that feels, can't you mother?"

Now she could not help but let the smile play across her mouth as she looked at this sweet daughter, so wholesome and bright like the spring afternoon itself.

"Yes, my dear," she replied.  "I understand exactly how that feels.  Run along now and wash up for tea."  And off she dashed up the stairs.

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