Seven Daffodils...

I may not have a mansion, I haven't any land,
Not even a paper dollar to crinkle in my hand.
But I can show you morning on a thousand hills,
And kiss you...
And give you...
Seven Daffodils.


I do not have a fortune to buy you pretty things,
But I can weave you moonbeams for necklaces and rings,
And show you mornings on a thousand hills,
And kiss you...
And give you...
Seven Daffodils.


Oh...
Seven Daffodils, all shining in the sun,
to light our way to evening when our day is done.

And I will give you music and a crust of bread,
And a pillow of piny boughs to rest your head.

A pillow of piny boughs to rest your head...


(Lyrics from the Brother's Four 1964 song, Seven Daffodils.)

Sunshine to you,
Barb:-)