If I Could
If I could write a poem now
A lonely cloud, this page I’d fill
With Wordsworth or a word’s worth
I’d fill this page with daffodils
Now the words, they don’t come easy
The great ones tell you it’s a skill
But I would rather be a fool
And fill my head with daffodils
There is no rhyme or reason
No belles lettres, no fancy frills
That, like a dewdrop, glistens
Upon the yellow daffodils
If I could write a poem now
Neither would my pen nor soul sit still
But would twirl and spiral to a tune
Dancing with the daffodils.
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