Daffodils Poem by Janice M Pickett

See the crowds of golden daffodils
as they sway in the light breeze
which caresses my skin as I watch
For this place is magical
It is the epitome of everything
any child dreams of.
The secret garden where they
long to play hide and seek
with their friends

The meadow is my favorite
spot today.
For each day I wander as a fluffy
white cloud
across the sky of dreams

Hedges brim full of delightful
flowers of all colors
Blue, purple. yellow, orange.
whisper gentle caresses to each other
as the wind picks up and they brush together
with an intimacy only they can feel

Love fills the spring air
my day is beautiful
my life is full
and I am in rapture with the world