(Poem) Daffodils by Andrea Nicki

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Their heads hang low

from weeks of battering rain.

They must find it hard to trust,

meet the gaze of the new sun.

Still, they hold their mouths open–

a faithful chorus with perfect pitch yellow.

Perennials, you planted the bulbs years ago,

teach us to love again and again.

 

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Sara Wright
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beautiful!

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