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pile of dirt about a story high
when wind blows thick dust fly
and when it rain, mud flows by
it’s been there for a long time
birds bring seeds, children climb
i watch them on my break time
recently i notice it’s turning green
no dust flying nor mud flowing
children are back to school again
blanket of tiny buds start to bloom
waving as if i’m one of their own
i went closer to touch, too feel
absolutely beautiful, daffodil’s hill
i took a picture, keep it in my mind
i trace smooth ridges, that of feline
i saw you up there against rising sun
hair flowing, silk blowing, waving hand
ooh! slowly fading away one more time
then i heard ringing, four season chime.
… lol did you follow it, read it one more
time. come on … will you. thanks. ‘.md
Manonton Dalan
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Comments about this poem (daffodil's hill
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Aiswarya. T.anish (12/27/2008 8:24:00 AM)
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The greatest beauty in the world is nature. No one can win over her. Good poem.
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Theresa Moore (10/18/2008 8:43:00 AM)
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A beautiful poem filled with optimism...encouraged by the loveliness of nature.
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Tai Chi Italy (10/10/2008 3:29:00 PM)
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|I was with you there and so was Wordsworth MD! I adore simple daffodils in all their glory and Our children are our seed, that, if we nurture and care for them properly, will bring us great joy indeed. Loved the great spirit lift in this beautiful muse....A most enjoyable read...waving at you, Tai
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