Narcissus

Memories Bloom Where Time Cannot Reach

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March Matters to Me. My son turns nineteen years old in three days. He was born premature. I clung to Daffolils then and always will, like him, my beautiful March blossom.

This picture is in my kitchen.

These Daffodils I planted many years ago and they began to bloom today.

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Intro

Soft light through the morning mist,
Whispers of earth, petals kissed.
A garden waits in quiet grace,
Time can’t erase this sacred place.

Verse 1

I was a child with questions wide,
In a garden where secrets hide.
She knelt beside that tender bloom,
Its shy scent filling every room.

Verse 2

Not a rose to steal the eye,
Not a jasmine climbing high.
Just a pale face turned to the sun,
Waiting for spring, for life begun.

Chorus

Some flowers bloom in the soil,
Others bloom in the heart’s toil.
Memory rises with every spring,
And the narcissus remembers everything.

Verse 3

Years moved on, I left the town,
Concrete dreams, the city sound.
But scents of rain or petals near,
Carry me back to mornings clear.

Verse 4

Snow may fall, storms may rage,
Seasons turn, time writes its page.
Yet the roots hold on, quietly,
Blooming in memory, eternally.

Chorus

Some flowers bloom in the soil,
Others bloom in the heart’s toil.
Memory rises with every spring,
And the narcissus remembers everything.

Bridge

Some places remember us,
Some scents hold the earth’s hush.
Silent blooms in hidden lands,
Waiting for life in gentle hands.

Chorus

Some flowers bloom in the soil,
Others bloom in the heart’s toil.
Memory rises with every spring,
And the narcissus remembers everything.

Outro

Now I know what she meant, you see,
Some flowers bloom inside memory.
The garden lives in the scent and light,
The narcissus remembers, pure and bright.