Sunrise, Sunrise, Looks Like Morning In Your Eyes

I remind myself of a little daffodil. A creature that exists for the sun, and for beauty, and for the pleasure of little girls and grandma's everywhere. A creature with folds and petals so you really have to look deep to find the brightest colors of red and orange. A creature who is not associated with beauty, but gorgeous in its own right. A creature that always has its head facing the sun. A creature that always smiles even when it should frown.