Dont keep me hidden,
in this dark room,
please show me the sun,
so that I can bloom.
I know you kept me here,
just to keep me warm,
but now it is time,
to show me the dawn.
I am ready to flower,
I need some light,
and the warmth of the sun,
that shines so bright.
I have been shut away,
all winter long,
my bulb and stem,
are now extra strong.
My date is near,
to join all the rest,
and show off my trumpet
at it's very best.
I dont care where I stand,
or where I go,
I just want to put on,
a very good show.
I am boasting not,
but I will be, a real smart fellow
standing proud,
in the brightest of yellow.
If I go out now,
they say I am sure to catch a chill,,
so I am stuck in this room,
on a drafty windowsill.
It's frosty outside,
but the crocuses bloom,
and here I remain, in this dark tomb
the March winds blow, I'll be in such a state,
I know I wont pass my graduation date.
Very nice Sylvia! This is the best part of springtime.....I don't have any daffodils but I do have a few tulips that come up each spring. Every year I tell myself I'm going to plant daffodils cause I'm always so envious when everyone else has flowers up but us! Lovely poem. Sincerely, mary
Really enjoyed this one, I like anything to do with nature and this had a nice slant to it, keep up the good work: -)
Loved the security aspect and then the need to bloom.Excellently put.Your A Star.Love Duncan
a good example of integrating human & plant's feeling in one stream....
Sylvia...Wow...that is too cool! ! Great minds apparently do think alike! LOL Thanks for telling me about your poem...it was awesome! Dee Daffodil
This is sweet and as I'm a Floral Artist, I love anything to do with plants and flowers. Lovely write. Love Ernestine XXX
.. Ah! Once again, your PEN merits applause! This intial somber plea... 'Don't keep me hidden in this dark room..' grabs the reader's attention and the Waterfall GUSH of Pure Poetry, holds them spellbound, till the last word of the final line. Keenly descriptive, as is ALL of your work! A true Fan! Deanna ..
quite in the same vein as the flag i wrote today. lovely, sylvia very sensitive wirte.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A very pleasurable joyful poem