Think Spring Yellow daffodils bend with the weight Of an early spring snow shower, And questionable now is their fate, Growing colder by the hour. As midnight chimes in the parlor clock, Delicate blooms are coated by frost. But only herself does Nature mock, If these beautiful flowers are lost. Through the window, at the break of dawn, A crystalline garden can be seen. The lovely daffodils are not gone – It’s only glazed over they have been. ~ © RickMack (jotoma@bellsouth.net) ~ Photograph by Marilyn (LaraOct7@aol.com) March 2004 BACK If you enjoyed this page, check these out: Eternity Humor Home: Writers' Early Spring 2004 Index Click the image and visit my business website. http://graphicsbymarilyn.com/