Saturday

he loves me, he loves me not


She holds a daisy in her hand

he loves me, he loves me not

Scattering petals to the wind

he loves me, he loves me not
I watch scarcely daring to breath

he loves me, he loves me not

then slowly walk towards her

he loves me, he loves me not
She plucks the last petal

he loves you

I say

4 comments:

jinksy said...

Daisy roulette, eh?

Missy said...

Keith do you have a sweetie? LOL

Gloria said...

Simple and sweet...simply lovely!

alka narula said...

i love the simplicity in ur words