winter nights. My thoughts move to the flower’s symbol
of rebirth and new beginnings. It is also one of the first
perennials to bloom after winter, sometimes through a layer
of snow. It’s Latin name is Narcissus.
I wanted to write about the yellow color it is,
bright as the sun on a clear summer day.
It’s middle trumpet appendage calls to the other flowers,
rise as Spring is almost here.
I still smell my bouquet ignoring the pungent odor as there
is type of clean in there which I can’t ignore. I wanted to write about daffodils.
