I've traversed a forest of Roses In search of glee Past a meadow of Blue Bells It hadn't come to me Over a mountain of Daises Still it's no where to be found Swam through an ocean of Chrysanthemums who sang with no sound Crossed a desert of Clovers In which I finally sought delight And under the bridge of Pansies who shined so bright I discovered after a tranquil journey I no longer have a smile for Tulips