And that daisy was correct, although I can't say I always liked the answer I got...
*clink*love it i tried to write something witty and rhyme-ish in responsenothing doing
That makes me happy! I always regretted plucking all the petals off.
ha. love it.yeah how would you like someone pulling you rhair out?
Awwww! How great a Valentine's Day card would this be?!Pearl
Well done. Very clever and cute.
Miss,I apologize for the intrusion. It's always uncomfortable when commenting as the 'New Guy.' I'll be brief. Your poetry is truly alluring for me. Not so much your grammar or syntax or even the content...it's as though you are struggling deep inside. Perhaps a struggle between the spiritual and carnal. You have an attachment to the dissonance assaulting your senses, and you internalize it, which is captivating; maybe I recognize this as I too struggle with my own demons. There is comfort in knowing I'm not alone. Sorry for taking so much of your time.Kindest Wishes
Thanks everyone for the comments...and Deaneveryone likes watchinga good old fashioned trainweckespecially the lady who crawls out from under it smoothing her hairPeace ~ Rene
very cute ;-)
I always felt sad when I was left holding one lone petal.
The daisy is the bane of young girl lovers who find themselves with one last petal and it is not the "He loves me" one. It's been forever since I've done that plucking thing. Thanks for the memory, and the plucky perspective of the daisy that wants to keep its head.
Oh gosh, love this line:"petals beyond petals"The ending is so darling.
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