Wordsworth isn’t the only poet who wrote about daffodils

I came across this lovely poem on the blog Everything to Someone a few days ago.   I simply had to borrow it for today’s post.  Happy first day of spring!

By the way, the photo above is a picture of the little phone nook in my hallway. (Why use it as a phone nook when it can be a shrine to beauty?)

Daffodowndilly

She wore her yellow sun-bonnet,
She wore her greenest gown;
She turned to the south wind
And curtsied up and down.
She turned to the sunlight
And shook her yellow head,
And whispered to her neighbour:
“Winter is dead.”

–– A. A. Milne