Daffodils At Easter
I remember one special Easter like it were only yesterday:
the vet gave us miraculous drugs for our ailing boy*
(we’d feared he’d have to be put down without delay);
he sat by the golden daffodils in our garden - sorry to employ
such twee imagery, but it looked like they were trumpeting with joy.
*Our first dog, Paddy, who had another quality year of life
Jack Horne, 1st March for Francine’s Daffodils contest
Copyright © Jack Horne | Year Posted 2012
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