• I'm a lonely little daisy,

    growing tall in this

    peaceful, quiet meadow.

    I'm the first bloom of the spring.

    Day after day, my neighbors

    come out of their buds

    to greet the sun.

    So happy am I to have company!

    But day after day, my new friends find homes

    with the people who've chosen to pick them

    through the summer,

    making lovely centerpieces,

    or a beautiful gift for a loved one.

    Soon enough,

    I'm a lonely little daisy again.

    Never been picked, never been noticed.

    Winter comes and I'm still here,

    left to wither, left to die

    in this peaceful, quiet meadow.

    I'm a lonely little daisy.