
Whistling through the daffodils,
Kissing the water of Golden Pond,
The vernal breeze flows like silk over the earth.
Breathing life back into nature,
Shaking the trees from their dormant state,
Bringing the world back into harmonious splendor.
Whistling through the daffodils,
Kissing the water of Golden Pond,
The vernal breeze flows like silk over the earth.
Breathing life back into nature,
Shaking the trees from their dormant state,
Bringing the world back into harmonious splendor.