My thoughts were filled of you.
I reached and plucked a daisy
As lovers often do.
With all the love held in my heart,
I softly spoke your name.
Then I started with 'she loves me'
But it didn't end the same.
With haste I plucked another,
Till there was none left in the lot.
Then I thought, "That's can't be true."
For each ended -- 'She loves me not.'
I needed so badly to talk to you.
I kept calling you on the phone,
And my heart ached each time it rang
For I knew you wouldn't be home.
Now I'm here and so all alone
And you're out there with someone new.
And my heart breaks each time I think
Of how your love was so untrue.
Now my only thoughts are of dying.
I pray to drown in the tears I cry.
For now I know there is no doubt,
THE DAISY DIDN'T LIE.
So when my life on earth has come to pass,
And in the arms of Mother Nature I lay;
If you can find time to visit me then,
Bring me a daisy a day.
(March 30, 2003)