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Sonnet for Our Kentucky Daffodils

danakirstine

Even across greyed knolls of bluegrass pasture,

wild narcissus declare winter’s waning.

Thriving under forest canopy cover,

along winding roads, and what’s remaining.


Blooming early to meet springs revival,

strong, resilient, powerful, enduring,

from the Greek’s to Kentucky’s arrival

perennial myth of nymph emerging.


Over twenty-six thousand cultivars exist,

Fifty-six species, diverse elegance.

Amidst earthy loam and frosty lace kiss,

whispers from folklore and jonquil stem dance.


These gathered bouquet of fresh daffodil,

reminders of hope from hollers and hill.


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