If I were a fairy, a white one I’d be
Like the narcissus growing under my tree.
Sweet and gentle, pure and strong
The first to show after the winter so long.
Creamy and dreamy with a scent very pleasant,
They are a sweet treat for even a peasant!
If I were a fairy, I’d like to live there
Among the green stalks and petals so fair.
Yet, a fairy I’m not
Just a large, human oaf.
Who loves the narcissus better than most.
Happy Monday All!