I was inspired by the idea of a single daffodil growing in the street in my descriptive writing.
The daffodil, once a bright, colourful character, is left full and lifeless, showing continuous change in someone’s personality once life on the street begins. The flower, like a homeless being, is ignored, even trampled on by passers-by, once its beauty is gone. They’re left nothing like they were before – practically unrecognisable. Broken and fragile, taken for granted. Folded over, as if keeping their head low. Moping in the shame of their new life.
Others around then hang their heads too. Surrounded by everyone, yet they have no one. Crushed down, put down, let down. The once much-loved, beautiful flower is no more; instead a limp, weary weed takes its place. Change isn’t always for the best. It can leave you wishing things were the same as before, and hoping for a better future. The bump in the middle of the stem represents obstacles faced, and new obstacles that will happen in the future – the difficulties coming up ahead.
By Mimi Quinton