In the meadow of sparkling green,
A nymph danced with beauty a marvelous being,
She frolicked in the golden glow,
With a joy, that seemed to overflow.

Her laughter filled the morning air,
As she twirled without a care,
The birds and bees joined in her mirth,
Creating a symphony of endless worth.

With flowers blooming at her feet,
The nymph's steps were light and fleet,
From dawn till dusk, she danced...