A golden gleam, a sunny sight,
Daffodils dance in morning light.
Their trumpets bright, a joyful sound,
As spring awakes, on fertile ground.
From winter's sleep, they rise anew,
A vibrant hue, of yellow true.
Their petals dance, in gentle breeze,
A symphony of joy, among the trees.
They whisper tales, of sunshine bright,
And chase away, the shadows of the night.
A cheerful smile, a hopeful gleam,
Daffodils bloom, a vibrant dream.
Each golden head, a beacon bold,
Of life renewed, a story told.
They bring us joy, with every bloom,
And chase away, the winter's gloom.