Daffodils

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.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2022

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