Sunday, March 29, 2020

poem of the day March 29


I saw a hint
of daffodils
lined up along 
a scenic trail
Their buds
were large 
like special
dreams 
The ones
you find 
near wishing wells
I long for hope
within this fog
to find the path
toward eternal way
I think this wink
of daffodils are
stronger than 
the Milky Way

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