Darling flowers, happy and free A bright soft yellow, opens wide First of spring, I cannot wait Filling my eyes with smiling petals.
Only these flowers I fill in my home Daisies just sit, but daffodils bounce Inside their flower, a friendly nose Long green stems reaching down in the dirt Someday my garden will be a yellow blanket
An acrostic poem uses the letters in the topic word (Daffodil Here) to begin each line. All lines of the poem should relate to or describe the poem.
Krishnapriya Nair Kerala