Daffodil's Tales
Daffodil's Tales
I feel you as the tiny shell
Who loves to explode high
With dazzling wings and pride
I am crying that you no longer
Be the baby nut once you were
I realise your childish deeds
Are vanished but
Your tinytott memories in
My heart never dies
As I love you crystal clear
I am so sad that you
Are no more a child
But mom loves you more
And more beauty
Finding your love
And leading a new start
Is really Fruitfull
Unless you remember me
One day your motherhood
Surely speaks our
Sweetest daffodil's tales.
