A short poem of going back to happier time of childhood remembrance when life was carefree and I didn't have any worries
In the yellow daffodils I lay, I dream of my sweet
childhood of more innocent days... Where I dream of
carefree friends and storybook candor. of rambling brooks
and candid laughter.. I lay in the daffodils...
where I gaze transfixed at cotton candy clouds of animals
dear that curve my lips into a ready smile... that bring
me closer into my child like wiles... Those days long past
gone... only fond memories now... In the yellow daffodils I lay.