Field of Daffodils
Watching the birds
Flying over the blue
Sky
Crisp and cool the
Breeze flow
Over the field of
Daffodils
Useing the daffodils
As my bed,
Let me lie facing
The sky under the
Mystic sun,
Lying in a pool of
Daffodils,
Bid me well
Oh bid me well
While I stand over
Yonder be,
In the fields where
The daffodils grow
Billowing high,
As I slumber in my
Daffodil field of
Paradise heaven,
I will marble at this
Beauty,
For I will not abandon
My paradise of heaven...
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