Sweet morning dewThat cools and bathes the worldIn freshness for the dayDrops like perfume beadsOn leaves and petals.Is that where your colors come from,Morning flowers?

Daisies grow in a shallow ditchEvery summer I find them whichInspires me.Their white and yellow cheery facesIn such unkempt and overgrown places Inspires me.Where I'd think they couldn't subsistAgainst all odds they grow and persistInspires me.

Sisters love the game of tea"Come now, Dear. Come sip with me.Taste these flaky crumpets They are simply divine.Places we have set for moreListen! Someone's at the door!Have a honey raisin muffin They are simply divine."Please pour another cup of tea. Oh, you must give me this recipe.These scones are oh so butteryThey are simply divine."