daisy dance

a poem about a daisy dancing in the wind

Doop doop di doop,
oh this feels good.
But its getting mighty windy now,
I should have packed my hood.
Side to side my leaves they spread,
the crisp fresh air surrounds my head.

Do do doop do do,
oh i tell ya perfect day to air these petals.
I better slow down , getting carried away i am,
take over this hill is my ultimate plan.
Me and my wind , happy as Larry,
away with my wind i want to be carried.

Ahhhh now think thats enough,
sure i'll come back tomorrow to my hill.
Every day without fail i trek up to my hill,
I don't care or think what passers by will say.
oh quick i better go the passer by is in trance,
they can't believe that with their eyes they see a daisy dance.