In
a meadow I did set
the grass was green and I was wet
I looked at the sky, so big and blue
I could only think of you
I
picked a daisy so pretty and new
It reminded me so much of you
I
picked the pedals one by one
Then in no time I was done
I
said a rhyme as I was through
Does she love me or is it you?
© 1998 Bobby Labrec