Daffodils Poem by James McLain
Daffodils
She doesn't mind the great length
or the girth of it.
Bushes without leaves
are not green as he kisses it.
The woods
are not deep without tree's
that are seen.
While the path that she walks
he chose in her dream.
Stopping she dropped what it was
that he picked.
A daffodil that bleeds white sap
if too hard it is picked.
The woods are not deep without tree's that are seen. While the path that she walks he chose in her dream. Beautiful poem James! I have seen yellow daffodils, made famous by William Wordsworth. Today, i am happy to see white daffodils.......10 Thank you so much for visiting my page as well....dear Poet. James.
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5/3/2024 2:34:47 PM # 1.0.0.1119
that bleeds white sap........lovely. Thank u. anjandev roy.