‘We Salute You Daffodil’

Sunshine, yellow daffodils swaying
in a  southern easterly breeze 
Glistening, buttercup colours 
Amidst the copse of old oak trees

Such a splendorous array
A glorious golden delight
An abundance growing randomly
Illusions of darkness to bright

Perfection in bloom
Mother nature’s presence
Springtime early enchantment
Blossoming pleasance 

Oh dainty, delicate daffodils
With your winsomeness ways
Dancing in the shadows
Brightening the dreary days

Ne’er ever disappear 
From England’s green & pleasant land
E’er gathering exquisitely 
Amongst weald woodland

‘We salute you daffodil’,
Your slender green stem
With your striking blaze of yellow
Each individual fragile petal
Is so magically mellow