In fields of gold, where daffodils sway,
They dance with the sun, in the light of day.
Their petals like rays, so vibrant and bright,
A symphony of colors, a pure delight.

The whispering breeze, it calls their name,
They bow and twirl, in a joyful game.
Their laughter echoes, in the morning dew,
A gentle reminder, of beauty true.

Beneath the sky, so vast and blue,
They stand together, a unified view.
Their fragrance sweet, fills the air,
An enchanting presence, beyond compare.

As evening falls, they rest in grace,
Under the moon’s soft, tender embrace.
In dreams they’ll wait, for the morning light,
To greet the world, with renewed delight.