In fields of daisies I lay me down
Amid the gentle lovely sound;
of bees and wind and birds
more beautiful they than words.
The song of nature in my ears;
brings to close all my years.
When all around me there was clutter
and mankind’s voices loud did stutter.
Meaningless chatter compared to this
which offers solace and such bliss.
In this meadow I find my peace;
all my sorrows I can release.
To sleep and dream in sweet repose;
in the field where daisy grows.
Where sky is blue and clear this day
I am blessed to this place stay.
In Nature’s arms I am laid to rest;
no burdens carry on my chest.
Eternal slumber in a place divine;
this field of daisies now is mine.