Grace of the Daffodil

Grace of the Daffodil She rose and turned to the sunlight,The orange rays warmed her up inside.She shook her yellow head, contrite,And set aside her steely pride. The orange rays warmed her up inside.She braced for what the day would bringAnd set aside her steely pride.It was high time for a spring fling. She bracedContinue reading “Grace of the Daffodil”