The daffodil is a glistening glimmer of light

It appears in the sun as a mirage of exquisite golden rays  

Shining bright, they have an aura of royalty

The daffodil sways in the breeze like a patriotic flag

They appear alone, sad and unwell

But slowly, more friends start blooming and their spirits start booming

The daffodils seem to be wearing exotic silky robes

They bow their heads, talking to each other