Daisy Blush
Love of Daisies
Why is this ?
Nostalgia perhaps-
Of a younger day,
Lying on the grass
Basking in the sun
Making Daisy Chains
Stalks entwined
Leading to Loves first blush
He loves me,
He loves me not,
As if the daisies could decide
My destiny
My one true love
That would be silly,
No!
I'll choose my own mistakes !
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