BraveheartA Poem by Chris Shaw
today i saw a daffodil
shivering in the winter chill and though the sky was summer blue the whistle of the wind blew cold this golden flower stood its ground refused to bend refused to bow i swear i heard a whisper then this will not be the end of me i thought of you and how you fought through days of illness troubled nights i thought of all the love you give and then my heart felt reassured the clock is not about to stop your inner strength has found my pen determined you will fight to live © 2026 Chris ShawReviews
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13 Reviews Added on January 2, 2026 Last Updated on January 2, 2026 AuthorChris ShawBerkshire, United KingdomAboutAlbert, my paternal grandfather introduced me to Tennyson when I was nine. I have loved poetry ever since but did not attempt writing a single piece until I was 40. It's never too late to try somethin.. more.. |


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