Remember the Daffodils, my love
Swaying lightly to our banter,
Whispering to the wind,
‘They must be lovers,
See their knees touching?
Her fingers dance to tell a story,
His head tilted to show he’s listening,
Arm in arm they walk,
Words aren’t important
They know not what they talk,
And that look is pure longing,
When they stare at us,
Ah, the wedding white Daffodils,
How beautiful you are!
Swaying lightly to our banter,
Whispering to the wind,
‘They must be lovers,
See their knees touching?
Her fingers dance to tell a story,
His head tilted to show he’s listening,
Arm in arm they walk,
Words aren’t important
They know not what they talk,
And that look is pure longing,
When they stare at us,
Ah, the wedding white Daffodils,
How beautiful you are!
2 comments:
very well written....dollz i have started adoring ur work ....too gud.
like the way u have shaped and paved ur path of life....just like a writers script all the best
Thank you so much, Priyanka for your encouraging words. I am so glad you enjoy reading them!
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