Daffodil

• Alicia Pain, Grade 6
• Poetry
• 2017

Dew rolls down my delicate stem,
as tears roll down her pale cheeks,
deep yellow flowers surround me,
as the medic's swarm around the bed,
the bees fertilize my core,
as the needle enters her bony arm,
i glow in the beaming sunlight,
she starts to fade into darkness,
my petals glide with the breeze,
she is left in the cold sheets,
a void space beside me,
Revealing a beautiful spirit to live on.