A Daffodil's Tale

In fields of green and golden hues,

Where morning's light kisses the dews,

A daffodil stood, graceful and frail,

Whispering secrets in the springtime's tale.

Its petals, like the sun's own kiss,

Brought warmth and love with gentle bliss,

In the garden, a radiant sight,

A daffodil, bathed in golden light.

Under the full moon's tender gleam,

Love awakened as in a dream,

Two hearts met, an enchanting sight,

In the quietude of the tranquil night.

Their eyes locked in that soft moon's glow,

First sight of love, they both did know,

In each other's gaze, they found their haven,

Their souls entwined, forever engraven.

A daffodil witnessed this love unfold,

Its story of passion, never told,

In the garden where dreams come true,

Where love and moonlight softly woo.

Heaven's grace, a gift from above,

A symphony of two souls in love,

In the quiet garden, they found their place,

A daffodil's tale, their love's embrace.

As seasons turned, and time passed by,

Their love grew strong, reaching for the sky,

Like daffodils, they bloomed and swayed,

In the sun's embrace, their love displayed.

So, in the glow of first sight love,

Under the full moon's shine above,

A daffodil's tale, forever it sings,

Of a love that soars on fragile wings.

Through every dawn, through twilight's grace,

In love's warm and tender embrace,

A daffodil's tale, forevermore,

A love that's rich, a love to adore.