poem9 - the daffodils demise

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The daffodils are dying
but that’s alright by me
All that’s left’s a sea of brown
where yellow used to be

The daffodil, an overture
to greater things to come
Longer days and warmer nights
and lazing in the sun.

Soon those golden flowers
make way for colours new
Pansies pink and tulips red
and swathes of brightest blue.

The daffodil has done its job
it told us winter’s passed
Now its time to fade away
for spring has sprung at last!

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