let the flowers
light
the way
They Make The Sunshine
Naturalization
they belong here
because they are here
a legacy of roots
An Echo Of Yellow
blossoms calling
back and forth
across the garden bed
Amidst Blossoms
easy to miss
the thrum and shimmer
darting from bloom to bloom
Simple Sturdy Tradition
the old rock wall
paired with generations
of naturalizing daffodils
Psychic
the four pawed palm reader
divines
daffodils soon to bloom
In The Door Yard
with snow and flower buds
the cairn, moose antler and sun dial
mark and keep track of time
The Poet Sunshine
the flowers’ shadows
write their own poem
on the book’s pages
Resurrection
every year
spring
is born again
Despite The Sleet
color gathers
like drops of sunshine
in daffodils readying blooms
Promise
yellow tipped
leaves
presage daffodils
Escapees
daffodils
on the run
making for the woods
Admiration
slowly goes the snail
admiring everything
knowing flowers will wait
to be seen
Civilization
next to the stones
placed by the ice age
hand planted daffodils
Replenished
joy made tangible
those tender greens
make my heart sing
Assurance
When daffodils bloom
spring is a certainty.
Surfacing
From the cold, dark earth
emerges the noble daffodil
shouldering its way to the sun.
Bulbs
Oh daffodil!
Perennial forbearer of Spring,
keeper of faith.