Flower Poems Ode to the Daffodils Easter Poems

Nodding gently in the breeze,

Bathed in rain beneath the trees;

   Yellow trumpets, bold and proud

   Throwing scorn upon the cloud.


You do not heed our joy or sorrow

But herald hope of bright tomorrow.

   Nodding heads of golden treasure

   Bringing joy and springtime pleasure.


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This was one of almost 400 poems chosen by teachers and children right across West Yorkshire for publication in 2010





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