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As I was walking down a dirt road.

I picked a daisy along the way.

I thought of my true love,

And where he was today.

I look at the daisy’s petals.

They were each white as snow,

I thought that I should pull them

To see if he still loved me so.

He loves me, he loves not,

Went running through my mind.

Should I pull the petals away,

To see what I would find.

My love had gone away,

Many, many days ago.

For whatever the petals would say

I knew he had loved me so.

I did not need this flower,

To tell me what I already knew.

That he had loved me so,

With a love so rare and true.

I looked at the daisy once more,

With thoughts of my Love and what we shared.

Then I continued down the dirt road,

With the daisy in my hair.