Daffodils Poem by Andjela Antic

Upon the mountain, upon the hills
Where the grass is ever so green
Is a pile of yellow daffodils
Where sun shines so bright
Thru dews you see the light
Where warm beams turn them into sparkles of gold
Where the mind of a child bold
Searches for one of his own
Happiness, where earth kisses the sky
It's the most peaceful dream ever known
Where tip of the mountain touches the clouds
Where it's still ice cold
It's where the day reaches its end
The only freedom have the birds
Singing their songs, searching for their land
It's the dream, where rivers are so clear
Where the stream murmurs
So quiet, the only sound you hear
I circle it all, heaven on earth it sure is
But I still come back
To my beautiful pile of yellow daffodils
In them my peace I find
Some kind of happiness
Runs thru my heart, thru my childish mind
I lay down in the grass
Watching them, yellow daffodils
Times pass
And storm in me slowly dies
I feel safe, in my own tender bubble
Because I know, even though
I'll have to face this world, all the trouble
Once I go back, it'll burst my bubble
So I choose to stay
Here in my own world
Which I created only for me
Where the only thing I wanna be
The only thing I long is free
Because the only thing that gives me thrills
Is here, beside my pile of yellow daffodils