Hillside Narcissus by Nora McFarlane
“There’s a grassy slope not far away
Where thousands of Narcissus bloom,
And I catch my breath, as I watch them sway
Tossing their sweet perfume.
Gaily they nod their dear little heads
And smilingly welcome me,
As they spring up fresh from their winter beds,
Eager for company.
Their round white faces fair and clean
Are purer than frost or snow,
And I thank the hands, tho’ now unseen;
That planted them, long ago.”
This is a lovely poem for February but the beginning of this month was just too early for it.
A few years ago we were given a beautiful pot of narcissi by friends and every year they bloom for us. Just these last few days they have appeared again – not yet in bloom but on the way, which is why it is now time for this lovely poem.
Why don’t you write a short poem for February and submit it to LITRASAURUS ?
