Dancing Daffodils

I tried planting  my own daffodils in mother's garden.  I wanted to have a real life  reminder of my dad Ed.  I worked all day in the warm autumn sunshine trying to get the soil just right.  I even went down to the neighbor's corral and got some manure for fertilizer and then soaked the ground before I planted the bulbs. 

I woke up early the next day to check on my little "forget me not," and it was gone. 

Mother said, "It must have been a dog."

My lips quivered and I turned away quickly.  
I softly muttered, "we never have dogs come into our yard."

The weather soon turned and I didn't get another bulb planted.  I wanted daffodils for spring- I wanted to see them dance.