Wildflower petals
Plucked to find the truth
No more hold an answer
Than a man in hot pursuit
I gave up childhood games
When I tugged a petal dying
As I said, "He loves me not"
And resolved to stop my crying
An old bouquet reminds me
Of his own childish games
To woo her till he's got her
Then move on to sweeter dames
When my heart became the petal
That was plucked out piece by piece
Then trampled on by apathy
I come to this release
To write a little ditty
Just to get it off my mind
Is like watering a daisy
Of a dying kind
I know I cannot change a man
Or become that flower's seed
I can only mend myself
By meeting my own need