Springtime's First.
Brave little unfurling faces,
too early I fear, their dancing will change
as gales foreshadow new year.
Nature's yellows battle to chase
ways to smile despite icy show by raising
of races as winter's end nears.
Daffodil courage is famous
but when winds ravage hills making daily
havoc frail flowers pay dearly.
Springtime's first open dainties
know to un-hibernate invites decapitation
yet daffodils never pale in fear.
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Author:
Fay Slimm. (
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Still a way to go - delightful write Fay.
Good write, when we first moved into our current house we had a daffodil that was in flower on Christmas Day for many years.
Lovely dedication to the courageous daffodil, Fay! It is a tough and brave little gift of nature, for sure.
Oh yes, we brought in some cuttings from the greenhouse. They are flowering again! A fine write Fay.
Beautiful write on a beautiful flower! I always look to them to bloom at the end of winter! Wonderful write!
Daffodil, the messenger of spring..
Beautiful poem, Fay!
I don't even know if daffodils grow here. But we are blessed with so many beautiful flowers all year round.
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