There’s a poem about daffodils,
and poems about seas,
words praising sunsets
and, of course, the trees.

But what about forsythias?
Don’t they deserve some praise?
What’s spring without this yellow flower
for us on which to gaze?

Forsythia, forsythia,
you harbinger of spring,
like daffodils, you touch my heart,
you cause my soul to sing.

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Painting by Mary T. Hoffman - God's Creation in Art

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