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.
Left wing commentary from the heart and the head