In meadows green and valleys wide,
Daffodils bloom with grace and pride.
Their golden faces greet the sun,
As springtime’s dance has just begun.

They sway and bow in gentle air,
A sea of yellow, bright and fair.
Each petal sings a silent song,
Of nature’s beauty pure and strong.

Beneath the sky, so vast and blue,
They whisper secrets, old yet new.
With every breeze, they nod and sway,
Inviting joy to light our day.

Oh daffodils, in sunshine’s gleam,
You paint the world a golden dream.
In every bloom, a story told,
Of spring’s embrace and hearts of gold.