Spring Verse
Mar 18, 2025
The Daffodil
A crown of sunlight on my head,
I waken from cold winter's bed.
Grasses growing round my toes,
Butterfly tickles my velvet nose.
Gentle waters start to flow.
Seeks awake!
Our roots do grow.
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