Jacob's Daisy
Once upon a time he'd given her a daisy
A flower with both innocence and allure
He'd laid it across her palms
And told it to keep it; it's hers
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And she did, she kept it, by her side
Even when he was not
It was always close to her heart
A love that couldn't be fought
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But one day the daisy wilted
The white turning to gray
And she felt tears creep into her eyes
As she wished for yesterday
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But daisies do not come back
Nor do hearts that had been turned to stone.
But in the bouquet that is life
A wilted daisy is not alone.
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She met another boy
With a smile sweet as honey
And she gave him a daisy
When he asked why, she said: 'You'll see.'
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Inspired by my love for the sweet Jacob Black.