The Petals Poem by Edwina Reizer

The petals of the daisy fall to the ground
as one by one I count them.
He loves me. He loves me not.
And if the answer comes out not
I must count all over again.

And so I counted the petals on two
And will count a third if I must.
For the answer must be the affirmative.
It's the only answer I trust.

So let the petals fall to the ground
And scatter ‘round my feet.
For I've just counted the one that said
"He loves me." So the counting is complete.