It's a beautiful Saturday - cool and sunny. This weather will help my blooming daffodils to last a while. Our friend Marion has given me permission to print her poem about daffodils...many have told me that they miss hearing Marion read her poems on the radio. By the way, I have made it easier for you to post comments. I am new at this, but I have changed some settings, and think I have the problem ironed out.
DAFFODILS
My Lord - what a morning! For as far as I could see,
A row of awesome trumpets slowly turned toward me.
A cheerful yellow, like the sun, sweetly bowing - every one!
Behind the trumpets were lacy frills, I'm speaking now of DAFFODILS!
Why - there was yellow everywhere, upon the ground that once was bare!
It seemed they blew a tune to me, a song of spring, and joy, and glee!
They sprang up from the wintry ground, now there were dozens to be found.
It seems so long since I recall, when they were planted in the fall.
To go this long without a trace, then God produced them by His Grace!
They put a dance into my stride, to take some DAFFODILS inside.
Just put them in a lovely vase, to fill and light a gloomy space.
In passing by, to take a whiff once more would give my soul a lift!
On tabletop or windowsill, I love the golden DAFFODIL!
Thank you, Marion, and as you always say "God Bless"!
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