She wore her yellow sun-bonnet, <br />She wore her greenest gown; <br />She turned to the south wind <br />And curtsied up and down. <br />She turned to the sunlight <br />And shook her yellow head, <br />And whispered to her neighbour: <br />'Winter is dead.'<br /><br />Alan Alexander Milne<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/daffodowndilly/
