He Loves Me He Loves Me Not
What a hard task this will be
Making sure it comes out right
Is difficult to see

At least I know within my heart
Life's petals always fall
Where they land I know not now
But love will always call

So here I am in romantic phase
Hoping you won't mind
If I change the words around
To gather love designed

If in the end it's he love's me not
No never will I tell
I'll make believe like dreamers do
And then I'll cast love's spell.

~ Francine Pucillo ~
ęCopyright February 1, 2004








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