Early morning, spirits soaring
To see your promise of Spring.
Daylight dawning, showing
Green shoots that soon, very soon
Your golden, delicate beauty on
Slender stems will fill my soul
With hope. You are a constant
Reminder of nature, and her faithful
Return from year to year without
Care or nurture from me, I see
My beloved Golden Daffodil.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem