The Otter and the Daffodils

by Mary E. Lowd

October 7, 2020


An otter went walking in the woods one day,
And saw some yellow flowers along the way,
“I have friends who’d like to see,” quoth he,
“These yellow flowers in a picture with me!”


Standing underneath the daffodil tree,
Just an otter waiting to see what he can see,
You say you don’t think “daffodil” is a kind of tree?
Well, says the otter, it’s taller than me!


Oh, when the sun comes up & shines on the flowers without a care
And there’s nothing you’d rather do than stroll along on a day so fair
Under the daffodils, walking along the way
Under the daffodils, having a very fine day
Oh, under the daffodils, an otter awaits you there

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From the book:  Some Words Burn Brightly: An Illuminated Collection of Poetry

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