Daffodils

Jack Horne Picking twelve bunches of daffodils - I knew they were her favourites - I stood beneath catkin trees, Listening to the chicks Calling their parents, Waiting for grubs. Then she came, And smiled… Muah! For Nonet me a spring kiss

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Elaine George

Date: 3/21/2011 8:38:00 AM

Lovely indeed, Jack. Great entry. By-the-way , Cannon Lee is a fictional character, I made up. Elaine

Carolyn Devonshire

Date: 3/20/2011 10:39:00 AM

Jack, daffodils have such a rare, delicate quality and I like the way the petals seem to hold a loving cup in the center. Your poem made me smile! I hope she appreciated the daffodils as much as I enjoyed this poem. Love, Carolyn

Gert W. Knop

Date: 3/20/2011 8:02:00 AM

Nicely penned, Jack! Lovely daffodils! Best of luck in the contest!...Gert:)