Daffodils

Daffodils

Through the valleys, by the streams
The sunlight glances through the trees
And there in the meadow so tall and proud
Bright yellow daffies like a bustling crowd

Their heads sway gently in the evening breeze
Bobbing and dancing, so eager to please
Their trumpets playing a silent tune
From morning til night under a silvery moon

Some stand together as if in a meeting
Chatting and laughing and sending a greeting
To others who stand in single file
As if on a march to a nearby stile

Days and weeks and years pass by
And each time I see them they make me smile
With their long green stems and yellow frill
The sunny and bright Golden Daffodil
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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Agustin Avatar
January 7, 2026 at 5:08 AM
Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.
Allison Avatar
June 16, 2016 at 2:48 PM
Absolutely delightful write Jacqui love the personification - sadly all our daffodils are long gone now but the gardens are now bursting with summer colour:-) hugs Jan xx
Waldron Avatar
June 17, 2016 at 2:49 PM
Hi Jan. Thanks so much for your comment. I love daffies and am sad when they have finished but, as you say, lots of lovely other flowers to enjoy in the garden now :) xx
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