My name is that of a flower My name is Daffodil A choice made by My mother
I was born when all flowers bloom Into the world When all things warm up again
My past isn't bright Like the month I was born It's dark and cold As if I was stuck in a never ending December
Regardless of my past I remain resiliant And hopeful Of all the things to come
My favorite colours are White Pink And orange But I walk the halls wearing mostly Shades of yellow
I have many friends And blend in among all types Of crowds Shining bright as can be Spreading sheerful smiles Among everybody
I tend to tuck myself away among friend groups That have already been established They appreciate my company For they say I keep the pests away With my cheerful display
I have unfortunately earned the nickname of daffy But people say they like it Because it dulls me down a bit And apperently I need that