In fields where sunbeams gently play,
Daisies dance in the morning light,
Their petals whispering secrets of the day,
Embracing the dawn with pure delight.

Beneath the sky so vast and blue,
They sway and twirl in harmony,
Each bloom a tale of morning dew,
A symbol of life’s sweet symphony.

Soft breezes kiss their tender leaves,
As butterflies in joy alight,
The daisies stand, a sight to believe,
In nature’s garden, pure and bright.

As evening shadows start to creep,
They close their eyes and rest once more,
Awaiting the dawn from their gentle sleep,
To dance again on earth’s green floor.