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He Loves Me; He Loves me Not
Contributed by
lesoleilnoire
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Saturday, 26th September 2009 @ 08:05:43 PM in AEST
Topic:
oops
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Walking through the meadow,
I pick a wild daisy as the sun glows.
Spinning the delicate flower in my hand,
I focus on one thought while in the wild land.
On the idea cloud floating in my mind you hover;
I know this flower will allow the truth to be uncovered.
Petal after petal floats astray in the breeze;
closer and closer for my worries to be eased.
One petal remains intact on this balding bloom;
will the answer bring me joy or gloom?
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Re: He Loves Me; He Loves me Not
(User Rating: 1 ) by Former_Member on
Saturday, 26th September 2009 @ 10:36:59 PM AEST (User
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Ah, those ponderings. Well, I would imagine if you handed him this poem with the beautiful imagery that it would bring joy.
Nicely done.
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