Yellow Daisies
Petals of a yellow daisy,
windswept on a breeze,
does he love me, soon I’ll know
what the flower foresees.
Faith in a yellow daisy,
will our love affair unfold,
or will the yellow daisy speak
of false hopes bleak and cold.
Who’d think a yellow daisy,
harbored such amazing power,
foretelling my wishes, my desires
in one single little flower
So I’ll pick a field of daisies
that’s what fields are for,
to find that special one that says
he’s mine forevermore.
APRIL 15/2012
WHERE HAVE ALL THE FLOWERS GONEa
Copyright © Liz Labadie-Reilly | Year Posted 2012
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