The daisies and buttercups now grow side by side, <br />For there in the meadow they spread far and wide, <br />While oaks in the distance are casting their shade, <br />And sheep rest beneath them till sun starts to fade. <br /> <br />The blackbird is singing above in the tree, <br />His song fills the morning as sweet as can be, <br />The hawthorn's in blossom so lovely the sight, <br />And shines through the country while all dressed in white. <br /> <br />The blue skies bring happiness above it's so clear, <br />Awaiting the swallows and swifts to appear, <br />My prayers have been answered I look on this day, <br />And see God is with me in nature's display. <br /> <br />The daisies and buttercups now herald the spring, <br />A fanfare of colour such joy they now bring, <br />For there in the meadow like snowflakes and gold, <br />The flowers are glowing to end winter's cold.<br /><br />ANDREW BLAKEMORE<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-daisies-and-buttercups/
