Blue Skies And Buttercups Poem by Jayne Louise Davies

Through the endless fields so green,
That's where we strolled beneath blue skies,
Where buttercups grew by the glistening stream,
We'd sit and watch the world go by.

And on we'd stroll till setting sun,
Oh how I remember those precious days,
The daisy chains we wore with pride,
A childhood loved in many ways.

Those memories stay within my thoughts,
Young and free those days were best,
Good times are made,
They can't be bought,
Now in the past,
Just like the rest.

Jayne Louise Davies