Daffodils,
Nod if you remember,Were the
Yellow lamps
Silk screened
And Printed
Onto the postcards
You sent
Me
(when you were
17)
Daffodils,
Are
Untimely;
They Bud
And flower
unexpectedly;
When we're unready,
And so, In return,
We pluck them
Unwarned.
Daffodils,
When their stalks,
Copper green,
Are clipped
From bulbs
Blooming in
Flower beds,
Upstand
When put in vases,
Dead.
Daffodils,
In pretty fasci,
Are for sale
In London stalls.
In spring
And smell
of galantamine.
.
Here!
I bought you
a
Daff.
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