A Spring Encounter.

I saw today a few brave daffodils, Faces down toward the sodden grassy Woodland patch, . I gently lifted up still Youthful bloom and gazed within. Fantastic Early blaze of Spring looked back. Meeting Both my awestruck eyes and soul, it's plea bid Me enter deep into this flowers' greeting. Yellows, conjured from the winters' soil undid Their secret opulence and shone, lighting Up surrounding gloom with brightest glowing Song of something new. Bursting so they might Transform the day of any who felt low. I shall take a later walk, to the sea Of yellow soon to blossom there for me.