Sad Daffodils Poems

A host of golden daffodils
Stood stately on a hill
It was a magnificent sight
To drink in as I stood still.

Suddenly from nowhere
A wind came gushing by
And...

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Oh! Behold
The bliss and beauty of spring
The warm sunbeams, the sudden showers,
The husky wind, neither swift nor soft
The verdure of shrubs that puts forth their...

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I love pink rose flowers                                          ...

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"Write about the sky." you said to me.
But that's were I drew a blank & couldn't think.
I wasn't sure where to start, so I just...

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Grace

Black and white like a panda bear, 
but so much softer is your hair. 
Every day you smile at me, 
your toothy grin a blessing....

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The land of my Fathers is where I belong,
Its valleys and hillsides all bursting with song.
The tale of 'Myfanwy' is often retold
And grown men shed...

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There you are
On the other side of the window
You look sad and scared
Wondering where your son is about to go

You tell me you miss me
And...

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(A saddened heart of  a dying....Piano)
Picture by Alan L Boles

You remind me so much,
Of your grandmother...child,
You have her eyes,
She too...was beautiful,
Just like You!

Yes...I remember...

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I walked along a woodland trail
Alone in grey reflective mood
Thinking about my life’s sad tale.

When joyous gold adorned the land 
With fresh daffodils fast dying.
Their...

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The daffodils cried  

I said some words
As we stood in the garden
Opened my mouth
While the soil was prepared
Asked her a question
When new seeds were...

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Mothering Sunday
old men weeping, daffodils
at the graveyard gate

sons and daughters, motherless
everyone somebody's child

© Gail Foster 26th March 2017...

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Spring Flowers
      
       Allium is raising Spring’s alarm.
      ...

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Anacreaontic 

Do daffodils cry  
Do snow drops shed tears
Do willows weep
Do blue bells bawl
April showers

Don't weep for winter
Miss the howling winds
Sob for snow white...

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Gray grow the daffodils in Depression’s field
     where thorn bushes thrive
          and...

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My Dear One,

If our time dwindles down, to a single day...only hours, left to have 
To spend it weighted down by tears, such a waste...

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