Chamomile King

The splendor of my Chamomile king!

"How lovely is he!"

It is like a walk through the garden when the sun shows it's golden rays,

that lift the perfumed dew drops into the air around my head.

The sweet fragrant flowers turn their heads to look at me.

They tilt and smile.

"Oh, it is bright on my palate!  Clean on my tongue!"

It's color reflects Mr. Golden Sun.

He adorns my cup with milk and honey.

"How precious is he!" 

My Chamomile king!