Daffodils 

Daffodils

Like a thousand 

sunbursts

flooding

the blades of evergreen 

below.

Dance

among the fields 

where 

the daffodils grow.

A spontaneous 

slow dance.

Breathing in

and

breathing out,

engulfed in

a golden meadow 

of

a thousand tiny

bursts of beauty.

Listen to the stillness,

exhaling…

“Fret no more….

Spring is here.”

Dance

among the fields 

where

the daffodils grow.

Piggyback rides,

like two kids playing 

in a golden meadow 

of joy.

Infectious laughter

fills 

the surrounding air.

Uncover 

the magic

where 

the daffodils grow.

It is there,

in the stillness,

in the laughter,

in the dance.

– J. R. Bonfanti 

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