Tiny hands work diligently in the warm morning sun. Softly, a little voice hums a tune as each daisy is carefully selected and placed in the repurposed soda bottle. The arrangement is a little crowded because the more flowers that are included means a bigger “I Love You”. The little feet march proudly back into the house carrying the gift.
She was awake and watching everything from the bedroom window but when she heard the singing out in hallway she crawled back under the covers and pretended to be asleep. The song was more or less the tune of happy birthday but the lyrics were based on phrase “I Love Mommy”.
As the song ended she was presented with the bundle of daisies which were displayed in the soda bottle on the kitchen table. Before they faded she pressed them between the pages of a book and kept them with the rest of her special memories.
Down through the years there was many gifts. The little feet walked out into a life of their own and the tiny hands developed skills that earned a good living. Mother’s Day gifts included nice jewelry and fancy meals. But always paled in comparison to the empty soda bottle of wildflowers. On the page of her memory book where the pressed daisies had been preserved was the words “Nothing says “I Love You like daisies in the hands of a child”.
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