We Daffodils
WE DAFFODILS
We are the brightest best-loved first-borns of God’s flower children,
Hear our golden trumpets’ clarion call. Our sunny mouths whisper
With nodding heads.We chatter among ourselves like market women.
Gladness-filled,we stand erect, the tallest, smartest, like serried soldiers.
Our tender tips were cold in the snow; the smiling sun now warms our lips.
Our swaying golden bells of heaven - of God’s orchestra the brass section -
Playing to the overhead budding leaves and the slow-rising tulips.
Hearty, open-mouthed, laughing at the sun to attract his warm affection.
. . . . . . .
Written by Sydney Peck 27 February 2012
Entered in Francine Roberts's contest "Pusywillows or daffodils"
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