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Daffodils By Franklin Price 03/06/2022 Yesterday I was returning From my first ride of the year As I came into the back yard Blooms of daffodils appeared Don't think that they were blooming When I left to take the ride They are my Barbara's favorites I stopped then, and there I cried The tears were ones of happiness For they're also faves of mine God had made them bloom from her And I took that as a sign. My Barb is up in Heaven And she's watching over me She's wanting me to carry on To be the person I should be The daffodils that were there blooming Were sent by God, who wears the crown Barb asked if He would send them For she's in Glory looking down.

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