Daffodils

As the sun peeks through the clouds,

Sprightly yellow daffodils awake.

They unfurl a happy yellow fan

Spreading happiness at day break.

I saw the joyous flowers,

What a raputurous sight it was,

I gently plucked them with joy,

And dropped them in a vase.

They adorned my room ,

The sprightly metaphor for spring,

They fill my soul with happiness,

And appreciation for the heavenly being.