Daffodils:
Little yellow trumpets that herald the coming Spring.
They shyly rise above the earth until, fully grown,
Then loudly proclaim
That Winter has turned on its heels
To give way to longer, warmer days.
And when their fanfare fades away,
the sweet peal of the bluebells can be heard,
Drifting across the early dawn.
And snowdrops smile,
Knowing that Summer will soon be here.