Chain Reaction

One of those random thoughts I had on the school bus

Walking along a peaceful hill,
I spot a lonely daffodil
As I go over to it I see,
A busy little bumblebee
As that bee flies up and down,
In the distance I see a town
In a garden of the town sitting still,
once again I see a daffodil

Author's Note

Please ignore grammar problems, please don't critique it.