Daffodil
You are a flower, Daffodil
You move with the wind, Daffodil
Standing proud, with a smile of gold
The a storm rolled in, Daffodil
You couldn't hold on, my love
I watched your smile fade, Daffodil
People watched you wither away
I was blind to you, Daffodil
I held you close to my heart
Why wouldn't you smile, Daffodil?
They fixed you and put you in the dirt
You are a flower, Daffodil.
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