Best Daffodil Poems

Oh I am but a simple leaf
         withering within the gutter
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dainty daffodil
your golden trumpet fanfares
the dawning of spring

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Her romantic letters, birth as heart pure and true 
supported deep vows we both swore to be held to.
Her grace, soft as the silence of...

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Happiness calms like a mother's lullaby.
Happiness is fragile like a butterfly.

Happiness is the first daffodil in spring.
Happiness is listening to a nightingale sing.

Happiness is seeing...

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I am spellbound and perfectly misplaced
in frozen arms of a broken spring
where garnet gaze of sage wood sun
is envied by the pale moon
convincing rose quartz...

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Haunted by the death of dreams 
and slaughtering of innocence 
but too afraid to dig up the bones 
and examine our own mistakes, 
we bury...

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I saw a sundrop in a field,
a daffodil to be exact,
stand brave upon the snow-filled tract.

In blighting cold it would not yield;
long since its fellows...

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Her Grace, Soft As The Silence Of Morn's Falling Dew
 
Her romantic letters, birth as heart pure and true 
supported deep vows we both swore...

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Daffodil majorettes lead the spring parade
Mom fox had lured out a reluctant kit
Verdant grasses are growing lovely shade
For dainty dulcet purple violet

Gentle nurturing rain from...

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Apple blossoms flutter in the breeze.  Awakening,
Barefoot to the brook we go, brightly scampering,
Counting caterpillars discovered on our way -
Daffodil and daisy picking this...

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Beguiling spring, how bold your arrogance
You shameless season painted in conceit
Parading up and down each city street
O'er hill, through dale, you flaunt your elegance

Each tree,...

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Crayola’s sunny child, I’m Yellow.
Take me from the box and I’ll
giggle like a lemon Jello-O.
That is just the Yellow style.

Press me gently and I will
give...

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Sing with the birds in May
Pretty songs in dancing play
Raindrops on pedals of flowers
Inspire dreams in spring showers
Nests where robin eggs lay
Give new life to...

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Dream catchers chime in the wind,
like soft tones of a xylophone.
Melodic melancholic rain,
is free flowing,
but morning birds still arrive,
sitting on wet window sills,
singing about their...

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Amidst the vortex of empty time, going back a calumnious climb,
To change a love my only crime, sweet surrender of life sublime…
The Time Machines are...

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