I plucked a daisy in the fields, ⁠And there beneath the sun... I plucked a daisy in the fields, ⁠And there beneath the sun...

Spring is light and warm and happy It smells like morning dew and new life Spring is light and warm and happy It smells like morning dew and new life

The poem describes the dreams of the baby as imagined by her mother The poem describes the dreams of the baby as imagined by her mother

Compared amongst the famous flower gardens I'm nothing but a daisy, such kind you've never seen. Compared amongst the famous flower gardens I'm nothing but a daisy, such kind...

Your ears as pink as flamingos, And your fur as soft as snow, Your ears as pink as flamingos, And your fur as soft as snow,

Do not love him, dear Daisy! For he is dying to love you as before Do not love him, dear Daisy! For he is dying to love you as before