Time for another favourite poem. The Mom wanted to use this one some how last year when her parents celebrated their 50th wedding anniversary, which is coming up again soon (the anniversary coming again, not the 50th :P).
The buttercup is like a golden cup,
The marigold is like a golden frill,
The daisy with a golden eye looks up,
And golden spreads the flag beside the rill,
And gay and golden nods the daffodil;
The gorsy common swells a golden sea,
The cowslip hangs a head of golden tips,
And golden drips the honey which the bee
Sucks from sweet hearts of flowers and stores and sips.
In case you didn’t know, a “rill” is a small stream. And “gorse” is a very spiny and dense evergreen shrub with fragrant golden-yellow flowers. Isn’t it great to have a dictionary at the tip of your fingers? Which reminds me… we get a “word of the day”, and we really should be trying to use that word each day, to help us remember it. Someday maybe we’ll get going on that! (Then you could guess which word is the new one..)