If I could live my life again
I'd be a little lazy
I'd stop this rushing to and fro
And stop and pick more daisies

Through all the lovely summer months
Though days be clear or hazy
No more to fret over tasks undone,
I'd stop to pick a daisy

Not so important what I did
This fact time now discloses
While running through life's garden green
I'd stop to smell the roses

If I could hold my little ones
The children in my care
I'd scold them less and love them more 
With so much love to share

If I could pass this way again
Though folks might think I'm crazy
I'd work and worry less, but I'd
Take time to pick a daisy

The rush of life has passed me by
Now I have leisure hours
But time has taken such a toll
It's to  late to pick the flowers.

Mildred  F. Rowe