Dancing little Daffodils.

I wondered lonely as a cloud,
It was spring and all flowers were at bloom.
The seeds have sprouted, dancing to the beat of the wind,
Like a little girl dancing in the crowd.
As the crickets chants as the sun sinks in it tranquility,
I saw that girl holding daffodils up the valleys of little memories,
And my heart danced with the daffodils.
Nature was at her peak,
Mind was in a thrill.
"Dancing little Daffodils,
Whisper the songs of the spring to me.
Dancing little Daffodils.
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