By: Blonde One
Anything goes on a Monday so, as you all head back to work, here’s something a little bit Blonde and a little bit outdoors to get you thinking.
Daffodowndilly
She wore her yellow sun-bonnet,
She wore her greenest gown’
She turned to the south wind
And curtsied up and down.
She turned to the sunlight
And shook her yellow head,
And whispered to her neighbor:
“Winter is dead.”
A. A. Milne
