A Poem About Daffodils
Meadows where the daffodils sway,Under the caress of the springtime day,A sea of gold, a whispering cheer,Nature’s symphony, so clear.Each bloom a sun, in miniature form,Lighting the earth after the storm.A painter’s muse, a poet’s rhyme,Daffodils mark the passage of time.They stand in unity, yet each alone,Rooted in soil, where seeds were sown.Testament to resilience,…