Exactly 100: Daisy

A quick story in just 100 words.

The daisy bobbed and weaved back and forth, back and forth, building momentum as it reached for slivers of sun.

The trees above were tall and sunlight popped in and out through thick branches and green leaves.

Dapples of goodness to feed and nourish.

I suspect the breeze both helped and hindered, as any invisible force is wont to do.

The daisy seemed sure of itself. Its bright white petals and sunshine yellow head living alone on the floor of the trail - daring to be picked or eaten.

Bob and weave, bob and weave.

I swear it winked at me.

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