A Very English Poem
The daffodils are never flattened by tornados,
the little lambs always enjoy a pleasant Spring,
and oft they giddily gambol.
The sun is not too warm nor cool,
the sky steadfastly blue.
Wordsworth took a walk
and wrote yet another pleasing poem
regarding the green grass and
softly rolling emerald hills -
no mention of rainstorms
or hurricanes.
In America, we read
of such pleasant,
pastoral perfections,
but most,
sensibly,
refuse to believe them.
Copyright © Eric Ashford | Year Posted 2024
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