Nodding heads and waving arms
Cheerful and exquisite charms
Yellow, resembling gold
Imagination does unfold.
A yellow crowd looks to smile
As I stop and stare for a while
Fish will swim and the birds will fly
Sometimes there's blue in the sky
My heart sings with certain joy
Bright heads turn a little coy
Bringing optimism around
Winter goes and Spring is found.
Gold covers the grassy hills
A gang of careless daffodils.
Linda Hurdwell has been a widow for 5 years. She has two adult sons. Living in the English countryside, she takes her dog, Bessie, for a daily walks and that's where many of her poems and stories are born. She has always loved writing and has a few short stories published. Although now a pensioner, she enjoys working with adults with learning disabilities and running a mencap social club once a week. Her hobbies are writing, tap dancing, and going to the theatre or cinema with my friends.