Vikram G. Aarella
Daffodils, The - Poem by Vikram G. Aarella
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.
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