Daffodil Poem by Priya Radhakannan

When I was in my pensive and melancholy mood;
Wandering, alone tortured by solitude.
Spring the queen of seasons was stretching her wings
In her green arms was this beautiful daffodil,
Who smiled at me and said, look at me am beautiful.
I blossom to make you 'The human-kind' smile.
You notice or not I smile & live from dawn to dusk
You look at me I am sure u will smile, & if you don’t I pity your human nature.
If you smile my job is done & if you don’t am glad for making an attempt.
Either way i live and die with no regrets.