Daffodils
I love early spring
Before it technically
starts,
When the weather
teases with sunshine
And the snow mounds
truly depart.
I love early spring
When the trees are
still bare
And the grass is
still brown
And bulbs pop up
everywhere.
I love early spring
With daffodil teacups
Bloom on their
saucers
And other bulbs start
to erupt.
I love early spring
Where on the table is
a vase
Daffodil teacups
stand tall on the table
So Dad can see the
smile on her face.
I love early spring
As Mom’s birthday gets
near
And her perfect match
(my dad)
Arranges flowers for
his dear.
I love early spring.
With the hope of long
life and love
My mom and dad together
BEAUTIFUL Jamie... just beautiful! I loved the repetitiveness of the first line as it reminds the reader just what you are thinking.
ReplyDeleteOh, Jamie - this poem is so sweet - truly artistic - the flow, the pace, the picture it paints for the reader - the last stanza is touching and a perfect way to end this poem!
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