I did a post a while back about Daffy Dolls, the narcissus.

 https://wordsfromanneli.com/2020/02/01/daffy-dolls/

At that time (Feb. 1), only the stems were peeking up above the ground. No hint of flower buds yet.

Now, most of the buds have opened and are looking hopefully towards a beautiful spring. The daffodil is associated with hope and for this reason has become the emblem for the Canadian Cancer Society.

A second batch of daffodils is growing in a shadier location, and they, too, will bloom very soon.

The Daffodil’s Story

 

I’m named after Narcissus

Who lived so long ago,

He was pursued by misses,

But always told them “No.”

 

Narcissus was a beauty,

He loved himself so much,

No one was worthy of him,

His motto, “Look, don’t touch.”

 

One day beside the water,

He gazed into the pond,

And there he saw an image

Of which he was quite fond.

 

He looked upon perfection,

Desired it then and there,

But couldn’t make connection,

And that he could not bear.

 

Reciprocating actions

From water to the boy,

Elusive was the image,

As if with him to toy.

 

It mirrored all his kisses,

Repeated smile and wink,

But touching brought on ripples

Each time he groped the drink.

 

At last in his frustration,

Narcissus, wanting more,

Fell in to try to catch him

And died there near the shore.

 

A nymph named Echo called him,

But he did not respond,

She only found a flower

A-floating on the pond.