Quotes About Daffodil

Daffodowndilly She wore her yellow sun-bonnet, She wore her greenest gown; She turned to the south wind And curtsied up and down. She turned to the sunlight And shook her yellow head, And whispered to her neighbor: "Winter is dead.

When a daffodil I see,Hanging down his head t'wards me,Guess I may what I must be:First, I shall decline my head;Secondly, I shall be dead;Lastly, safely buryed.

Maddie took the top of her egg off. The hot bright yolk was like summer sun breaking through cloud. The first daffodil in the snow. A gold sovereign wrapped in a white silk handkerchief. She dipped her spoon in it and licked it.

Oh, I could still(Like melting snow upon some craggy hill)Drop, drop, drop, drop,Since nature's pride is, now, a wither'd daffodil.

they wore their hair long like a poet who hopes that romantically flowing locks will make up for a wretched inability to find a rhyme for "daffodil.

Don't say hate," Violet said. "That is a mean word." "Fine," said Daffodil. "I LOATHE her.

FREEDOM IS THE FRAGILE NECK of a daffodil, after the longest of winters. It's the sound of your voice, without anyone drowning you out. It's having the grace to say yes, and more important, the right to say no. At the heart of freedom, hope beats: a pulse of possibility.