... in the Springtime :o)

[Anonymous]

I walked by the hillside today
Were they really daffodils
That I met on my way?

I was glad and happy
Woken up a poet in me
Was it my imagination
Or the yellow flowers danced in ‘glee’?

I looked around to ask someone
None were around to laze
I looked at flowers and walked away
Not stopping there to ‘gaze’.