He Loves Me; He Loves Me Not Little white daisies Sweet petals to pluck in play He loves me, or not Lovers of the light Faces turned toward the sun Bathing in its glow Demurest blossoms Woven in virginal wreaths On a summer’s day Share this: Click to share on X (Opens in new window) X Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window) LinkedIn Like Loading...