Loves Me, Loves Me Not – The Petals of the Daisy

Beautiful solitary daisy, embedded and enshrouded by shrubs, surrounded by streaming lines of bliss and laughter as people walk by, it nods it head, looks up and smiling says, “Love ya!”

Strolling along the decaying streets of downtown Toronto, mainly Queen Street as you head east of Yonge Street, you’re greeted with old and rundown buildings tucked away midst towering corporate office buildings; tiny coffee shops catering mostly to the “street people,”; a church with a well used front lawn that harbours folks on its benches at night, roughly strewn tents where some still lay sleeping…and out of the corner of your eye, this beauty winks a, “Good morning.  Glorious day.  Love ya!”