Out of the mouths of babes …

The Ox-eye daisy is a widespread flowering plant native to Europe and the temperate regions of Asia. It is a typical grassland perennial wildflower that blooms from late Spring to Fall. The small flower head, consists of about 20 white ray florets that surround a yellow disc growing on the end of 1 to 3 foot tall stems. It thrives in a wide range of conditions and can grow in sun to partial shade. The prose game “He loves me, he loves me not” is associated with this flower.
One flower I did see this morn
perfection even in its name …
Daisy, white as the driven snow
a symbol of purity rare to behold.
Then as I held this flower fair,
I heard my voice gently whisper
in the warm spring air …
“He loves me.”
“He loves me not.”
“He loves me.”
And with each turn of spoken love,
one petal hence did fall
silent to a ground no longer cold
and I to wonder how
my future would unfold.
One after another after another
my fate left blowing in the wind.
Until only one was left
standing alone upon the stem.
“He loves me not.”
my voice echoed true.
So what was I to do?
But find another daisy and
test my fate again.
After all, love is not made sense of
by fools OR mortal man.
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