Dangerous Daisies

I tripped over daisies
on my way to work this morning.
It was this profoundly new experience,
one in which totally shocked
and stunned.

Graveled hands,
broken glasses,
and my pride shattered
upon the ground
as the audience gawked.

I tripped over bricks
in the past.
And I've tripped over ropes
because I put them in
bad locations.

Ego plays a part in those falls,
but daisies shouldn't be dangerous.
They should be frail,
weak and kind.

But this daisy
damaged me more
than the brick and rope
could dream.