Daffodils
...with apologies to WW
I wandered lonely as a cloud
until my feet got wet.
I struggled through the
undergrowth and found myself
beset by insects all around,
my temper wholly spent,
to hell with yellow daffodils
and my predicament!
Copyright © Keith Bickerstaffe | Year Posted 2012
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