Oak and Daffodil
Spring daffodils in clusters grow
Beneath it’s low and leafy boughs.
There, sipping clear and crystal dew,
In shaded light of yellow glow.
Both sharing earth with silent grace.
So natures goodness is endowed.
And morning breezes rise anew
To soothe and cool this gentle place.
Mossy green in shaded hollow.
Rising roots all knots and gnurls.
Springs new growth and old Patrician
Show the way that we might follow.