Faye Sizemore


In the field where the daisies grew
where we as fools were grazing
In the sanctuary of peace
I will build a forge
and stand before it blazing…
beating my plow shears back into swords
against the arrived time…
evil with it’s mighty hoards
and unseemly ends
into our valley of peace descends
Station guards well at the door
holding in peace
and defending against war

This poem was inspired by “Gone are the Daisies” – ©Copyright November 13, 2004 by Colin F. Jones and in turn, inspired “Closed Shop” – ©Copyright November 14, 2005 by Roger Liebmann