Sunlight on a Daffodil gives me a thrill

Lawns dance gaily with yellow tipped daisies
Bright beaming buttercups blow
Overgrown meadows laying low
Daffodils, tulips bent in seeming adoration
Wafting waves weave tunefully through the air
Whipped wildly by sudden winter breeze.
And I am one with nature, free without a care.

J. Poet 7 ( @wordverse.me )

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