Daisy Lane
Not marked on any mapped out town
found where the country is green and brown,
not on the gray, concrete corner of Main
can you find your way to Daisy Lane
No need to search for any road signs
just follow to a place where the sun shines,
and somehow always could, even in the rain
over the beautiful spot named, Daisy Lane
And waving from their wooded abode
lined up to greet you along the dirt road,
wildly bunched in their finest white array
all looking like fresh snow in May
They welcome you to sway on the breeze
to hum with birds and bumble with bees,
untie your shoes, let your feet go bare
don't be surprised if you leave them there
For you will find it hard to say goodbye
when the sun decides to leave the sky,
but return anytime you seek refrain
and take a stroll down Daisy Lane.
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