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. Sadly you can't buy these 5 books of my poems now, but they are all in our library and, of course, you can always come to my websites.

                           

 

 

 

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