My Perfect Little Daffodil
In an attempt to catch her eye
I whispered as I passed her by
“Good morning” as I beg you will
“You are a pretty Daffodil” and,
Although I may have got a lynch
I swear it made her grown an inch
I wished I’d said it days before
She is the one that I adore
When the sun comes out
God shows her to me
I want to shout
I can see your beauty
I can see your beauty in every way
In every thing you do and sway
And all the friends you keep close to
Will never be perfect like you
All other passers by can’t see
Your wondrous smile and symmetry(Thanks William)
So sad to think they’ll never know
Your sunshine-given, heavens glow
I know they think you’re just a flower
Not miraculous and full of power
To me you see, you always will
Be my perfect little Daffodil...
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Author:
Andrew Charles Forrest (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Inspired by Fay's pretty Spring poem and Daffodil picture yesterday This is to my Margie, who is my Perfect Little Daffodil.
- Category: Love
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Comments3
Beautiful write, may your Daffodil always be with you.
I've just seen your work. I really like your style. Love this! So many people don't take the time to really appreciate the simplistic/complex beauty of nature. A single flower. A leaf. A tree. But now I have to read ALL your posts AND find Ms Fay's post about spring. 🙂 🙂
Thank you S
Andrew
Ah' dont a just know spring is nigh when these beauties they do appear.... we have had them out for weeks down here.... nice one Andrew... N
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