They are seen just for a month or two
But what a wonderful job they do,
They change the mood and atmosphere
As they start springing up everywhere,
Heralding, the end of gloomy wet days
Bringing with it the hope of sunrays,
As the days pass you see, them more and more
Emerging from the hiding in the earths core,
With joy and happiness your heart fills
When you see the splendid daffodils,
They grow fast competing with each other,
As if to attract the first bee of summer.
Slowly they start changing colour to red,
It’s not long before they are all dead.
Thank the daffodil and shed a tear
To see them again you have to wait another year.
(C) Copyright V.G.Aarella
Rdnr 14/5/06
daffodils are amongst nature's best creations........so is ur poem best among the ones written on daffodils.......enjoyed it wishes anjali
Wonderful poem...better than mine...lol...well done and keep up the great work
a beautiful poem, reminding one of Wordsworth's poem.10 for this.flowers are such a blessing. mamta
Yes this poem deserves more recognition - technical elements with a very precise descriptive style. Immediatly I found myself thinking this can bare comparison with wordworths effort. well done
good reminds me of WW.keep writing........thumba chennagide
What a lovely poem-- I loved to go through it---- I could actually see the flowers in bloom, youve painted a thorough picture.Very well versed, thanks saroj
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
beautiful poem...i enjoyed it