I saw a man standing by the seller
He held a bouquet of white daisies
Beautiful and glorious they were
Like the morning dew
Ask I did
For whom they were meant for
Answered indeed
"For the one I love most, of course."
Again he continued
"For the one who is as pure as these"
"For the one who is as lovely as these"
"For she is the one I love most."
He looked outside the window
Waved at a girl of age around 8
Then he pointed at her and said
"My dearest baby sister is the one I love most!"