1st triolet - 2nd draft

This was the first Triolet I wrote on the 1st day of this month's challenge, then set it aside as I couldn't think of any changes. I'm still not happy with the 6th line but something may come to me.


In a field of flowers, she sits alone
weaving daisies into chains
humming in a monotone
in a field of flowers, she sits alone
as if it's all she's ever the only thing she'd ever known
this weaving into skeins
in a field of flowers, she sits alone
weaving daisies into chains.