My dad was a Welshman and we always had lots of daffs in the house and garden in the spring. When we were kids, he always called that daffodowndillies, which we loved as kids. And this is my favorite poem about this happy springtime flower. I hope you like it, too.
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Love that whisper at the end!! Hooray for Spring -- I'll shout it!!
ReplyDeleteDaffodils are my favorite. We don't have them here, but I always enjoy people's daffodil photos so much every year!
ReplyDeleteLove this poem, and fingers crossed tht winter really is dead! I'm so grateful for the sunshine and 50 degree days we've been having after a winter that started early and delivered days days upon days of bitter temps and snow after snow.
ReplyDeleteI hope winter is clearing out, thanks for the lovely "Daffodowndilly!"
ReplyDeleteLove this poem! We have so many daffodils (which are just emerging) that we've had to thin them out in recent years. Happy Spring!
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