Daffodils turned to the sun
As fairies tipped
The petals of the daisies
Their laughter was barely a whisper

Their dresses outshone the stars
In the evening sky
Their hair pulled by the wind
In soft fragrant waves

They danced all night
Twisting, turning, fluttering
Lost in the ecstatic joy
Of the moonlight

As dawn approached they scattered
Diving into all the dark nooks
To curl up in bright buttons of chiffon
And sleep until evening comes again