Tell me where your meadow is

So I can come and play

Among the lovely daisies

In the breeze we'll watch them sway.

Take me to another time

Watching the sky so blue

We cavort in the grass so green

By the warmth of sunshine hue.

Hear the enchanting music

Soft flutes softly say

Dance across the meadow

Where the graceful daisies play.

When day is done and skies are dark

The daisies quietly sleep

Tomorrow is another day

Their beauty we will reap.

Wouldn't it be lots of fun

Pack a picnic lunch for two

Go down to the meadow

Gather daisies me and you.

Ginny Bryant©

Journey Of Love

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