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The Beautiful Daffodils Remembered


Today there are many flowers the Lord has created that bring us joy.
One of these is the daffodil.
It is a beautiful yellow flower with a long stem.
The fragrance of it is something to enjoy.
It is something to see and to smell.
The Lord knew His creation would be perfect with the daffodils being created.
My doctor, Dr. Pamela Harris, is one who enjoys the daffodils.
She is an ebony queen as well as a doctor and is more than proficient; in all she knows.
I am happy to say she is my doctor and friend.
Dr. Harris remembers the daffodils from her young age as a little girl.
Having picked some for her mother, she gave them as a gift.
Joy filled her mother's heart as she received the daffodils.
For there is a special love that went along with the flowers.
All these things cause Dr. Harris to reflect upon her childhood.
It is here that she is immersed in the field of daffodils and loving it.
Praise the Lord for the daffodils and the joy they bring.
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