Lyric

Sitting in the grass awhile

Lining up the flowers she found

White and yellow, pale lilac

Spread across the ground

Twisting stems between her fingers

Tilting her head to see

Thinking she has got it right

Then starting over gently

The scent of flowers on her hands

Afternoon light upon her knees

One for the sunshine

One for the breeze

One little daisy

Falling through the leaves

One for the clover

One for the sky

Weaving little flowers

One at a time

One for the sunshine

One for the breeze

It doesn't matter if it's not perfect

By the time the circle closes

She lifts it carefully

A petal lands upon her dress

And stays there for a while

A bee drifts slowly through the garden

From flower to flower

The half-made crown beside her

Resting in a patch of sun

Watching clouds move overhead

Without a reason to run

A few more knots

A little more gold

The afternoon keeps moving

Slowly on

One for the sunshine

One for the breeze

One little daisy

Falling through the leaves

One for the clover

One for the sky

Weaving little flowers

One at a time

One for the sunshine

One for the breeze

It doesn't matter if it's not perfect

By the time the circle closes

She lifts it carefully

A loose stem here

A crooked bloom there

She leaves them just the way they are

Nothing needs fixing

Nothing needs changing

Under the summer sun

One for the sunshine

One for the breeze

One little daisy

Falling through the leaves

One for the clover

One for the sky

Weaving little flowers

One at a time

Holding a little piece of afternoon

Woven into every stem

She places the crown upon her hair

And lets the day begin