Colour Of The Sun
Daffodils golden yellow in their hue,
Shining, dazzling across the grassy rise.
Seeming to find a way to hypnotize,
Presenting such a show, each spring anew.
Erupting through the soil with one accord,
Gathered all together, a carpet spread.
One on which many wouldn’t dare to tread,
And for their strong resilience, applaud.
The colour of the sun, they gleam so bright,
Glowing as each one sends forth its flower.
A sight that I could view, hour after hour,
And savour all I see with sheer delight.
poem by Ernestine Northover
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