Inspiration: Laces of the Spring

 

Daisy Time

BY MARJORIE PICKTHALL

See, the grass is full of stars,
Fallen in their brightness;
Hearts they have of shining gold,
Rays of shining whiteness.
Buttercups have honeyed hearts,
Bees they love the clover,
But I love the daisies’ dance
All the meadow over.
Blow, O blow, you happy winds,
Singing summer’s praises,
Up the field and down the field
A-dancing with the daisies.
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2 Comments

    • Pink Pepper Paradise
      21. June 2016 / 13:11

      Thank you! 🙂

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