Daffodils Poem by Gayle Sweeney

Daffodils



The pure, springtime symphony of
Yellow daffodils in the skyward garden
Shine at a dancing hour.
A soft, blossomy throng
Besought, are
Those sunny flowers.
Like trumpets coram populo
They play with gold instilled as
This azure day drinks in the songs
Their blooms so gladly peddle.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Constance K Yost 22 January 2011

What a lovely glimps of spring! Love this poem, so well done! Constance

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